Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

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A Poetic series.
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With Every passing breath, I sink even deeper into a pool of my own darkness.
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*Whispers* "Not your usual poetry"All Rights Reserved

emptiness inkedgemawards introvert poems poeticseries poetry thelitawards2019 void

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To be able to hide of what you feel Is to deprive everyone of what is real

My mind is the only place where I cannot be hurt but before you read my poetry you are stepping into my mind you can judge me all you want at this point of life I do not care anymore!! -T.P.📖🖋

Mostly to vent out some thoughts; mostly stream of consciousness; mostly without a context. But, in the end, is mostly... nothing. Nothing at all.

Just everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head. **warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**

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Never take life too seriously.. Spare a moment for love :) ...Am a dreamer and poetry paints my dreams into words :') .................... And you will be wondering why "HAPPY" cause it's a paradox version of life.

A peek inside my mind of what I go through but never say out loud. This is the closest my poems will go out to the world but this is a small step in the right direction. I hope you like it here. 🌷

Spilled thoughts, letters from no one, stories of another time, another place. - || H.R. : #50 in Poetry ||

Poems of my heart and soul.

This poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.

My Bare Soul can be found at the pit of the glistening waterfalls where my words reside. My loud vulnerability. My truth that I do not hide. My voice although unheard, my words make it come alive. Although it trembles, my hand or pen in it never shakes, it only thrives. Come take a look inside... Maybe you'll find yourself in one of my poems. Or maybe you'll see a soul that unapologetically confides. (Poetry book)

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To be able to hide of what you feel Is to deprive everyone of what is real

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