Rhyme Of The Soul
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Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2018
These poems are a part of me , a part I'm afraid to share with those around but happy to share with those miles apart because the stars that shine upon us are the one that provide us the most light .....

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He who cried 
He who smiled
Both have hide 
sorrows that live inside ....


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Disclaimer :
                        I'm not a professional writer and neither is English my first language so please bare with me :) I'm just a 15 year old sailing my ship.


                This book is just what I feel everyday , no filter to my feelings . Jus like everyone I suffer a battle with myself and the world and in this book I share my horrors and dreams through words with you all . 


"WORDS HAVE EVERY POWER OVER ACTION , ONLY IF YOU LET THEM SINK IN "
@aila_Hamid 

Every word in this book is to be let in , so you can peek through the curtains to see the scenes of my life ........ Let us experience life together :) 




Have a good read :)


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