~•~ Off Balance ~•~

~•~ Off Balance ~•~

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WpMetadataReadTerminé mar., juin 5, 201812 m
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"Maybe he was just meant to destroy you." Because there's only so much that we can do when we are off balance. I hate to give so much credit to a single person who has so much control over my heart, but I can't not thank them, for I would not have so many words to share with all of you. Off Balance is my first collection of micro poetry, free-verse, short excerpts, quotes, and prose poetry. It is my home away from home, and the place where all the feelings I want to share with that one person go, but that I just don't have the courage to actually share. I hope that it can provide some sentiment to you as well. HR: #15 in sayings ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I update as much as possible This is my first draft, with little to no editing. While I consider myself a writer even though I'm not necessarily "legit" I apologize for any typos or unstructured sentences. I create all of my covers with the vanilla pen quote app :) All comments and constructive criticism are welcome!
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