Shattered Stars {poetry}
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  • Parts 31
  • Time 24m
Complete, First published Jun 09, 2018
this book is for anyone who has fallen in love, lost their best friend, had their heart broken, dealt with depression and anxiety, or is trying to heal. this world breaks us and yet here we stand. this book is for the fighters, survivors and everything in between. 

SHATTERED STARS NOW HAS A SEQUEL "BEAUTIFULLY BROKEN"

"She begs, but her decay will be as slow as a leaf falling in autumn. Beautiful and bitter at the same time." -To Break 

"It's like my lungs can't breathe anymore, but, hey I said I'd love you until my lungs didn't work, right?"
-So Little Time 

"The honey dripping  from her lips will turn to blood after a kiss." -Hazel 

"The gold in your veins pumps through your heart and any man would try to break it for a taste."
-Powerful 

Now Completed (8/5/18) 

Check out my other books on my account!

Peter After Wendy
Beautifully Broken
Love Letter To A Stranger 
Light In The Forest

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MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love, drips down the drain. I am waiting for the day for your fingers to unscrew the pipes, dig through debris and mess, scrape your heart against the rust, just to find me, so we can go through it all over again. Here, in the pages I find myself, in the ink that writes against my flesh, I will whisper the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all of the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists.    First poetry collection in the series. Original poems based off real life experiences. #12 in poetry. Cover template made by @KaleidoGraphix on Canva. 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚 copyright © May Garner. 2017. All Rights Reserved.