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Just simple thoughts that consume my mind. I have never believed that they are good. I simply hope that they can find a home next to your lost thoughts and connect two people with wandering minds.All Rights Reserved

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The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

Embark on a captivating journey, where every line becomes a gateway to a realm of emotions waiting to be discovered. Immerse yourself in the enchanting world of my poetry, where dreams soar beyond the limits of your imagination and hidden truths are revealed. Allow my words to accompany you as you traverse the landscapes of love, loss, hope, and resilience.

You never know what you will come across in life, rather if it'll be your future husband or wife. I've developed an entire new view, if it wasn't for you. You'll travel my journey line by line. Come along for the ride. Live in someone else's shoes for once. Some is real; some is fake. But not everyone experiences the same things.

Memories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.

Poetry is a beautiful way for self-expression, allowing me to share my thoughts and emotions in a powerful and captivating way. It is an art form that allows me to explore the depth of my feelings, and to communicate them to others in a way that is both moving and memorable. Whether through rhyme or metaphor, poetry offers a unique and endlessly rewarding way to explore the human experience.

Where there are words; there is comfort. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● It's exhausting, The dreams I have; Trying to make what's fantasy, Include no hardship. Into false of hopes of reality. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● ☆In this universe, there are only few things that could last. One of mine is poetry.

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Deep poems about sadness, anger, regret, heart break, and much more. These poems are written during bad times in my life. Highest rank is 292 in poetry.

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The Poetry Gripe by Legends_GoldenSavior

Welcome to a collection of poems I've written over the years. Some are a true delve into meaning and life. While others struggle with love and strife. The path ahead is not so easy. Please be careful reader, the mind is not so easy.

Thursday

The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

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