Remnants of Broken Dreams

Remnants of Broken Dreams

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A journey of passions broken, through expressive poetry. Never look at my poetry at face value, there's always something deeper to consider. Take a moment and don't rush through it. I'm hoping that my poetry will make you feel what I feel or will find a spot that will make you consider your own heart, because deep down we all have had broken dreams, broken love and felt the pain of manipulation. Deep down, we are all the same, even the worst of us, have been broken.
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Documentations of feelings, connections, and emotions. Contains perhaps some explicit things. Do not read if you are easily triggered, unprepared or too squeamish of all things raw and not sugarcoated. If my opinion angers you, for that I will be sorry. But I won't be responsible, nor will I let it affect me. In these chapters, you will read about heartbreak, tragedy, personal reflection and everything in between, and out and beyond. All this will be given either through short 'stories,' recounts or poems, and it also includes some of my favourite quotes, and other things like spells and old, unintentionally poetic text messages. If you decide to carry on and read, I hope you can relate. And I hope, all the more, that you can not because some things will come across as 'upsetting.' But what I do fundamentally hope is that it helps you awaken, open your eyes so you can feel. Because to feel means that you have a soul, and what is less beautiful than the knowledge of consciousness?

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