Beautiful Faded Hearts
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Complete Wed, Aug 22, 20185m
these hearts,
they're all works of art,
so many bruises,
so little uses
their fading
they were hating,
they're beautiful
like you
- a. H
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NEW BOOK, "EPIPHANY" OUT NOW
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it's the 22nd of August as of today, and I've just came back to this book and just realised how horrible my poetry was HAHA
otherwise, I'll just keep this up here (for the memories~) and thank you everyone for your support!
I'll be releasing a new book soon, it'll be poetry as well, BUT, I promise there will be constant uploads AND better grammar (?¿)
as of now, thank you for browsing through this pathetic book! love you!
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