Poems of my Mind
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Last published Mon, Jul 17, 2017
These are a collection of poems that I have written in my spare time and at University. They're in practically chronological order from 2009 - present day (except the first couple) so the most recent updates WILL be more thought-out and poetic. But it's up to you to decide your favourites!
I have chosen not to put the poems titles as the chapter headings as I like the mystery of not knowing which poem is which. But if you would like to know what the actual title is for any poem, feel free to drop me a message or a comment!
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I won't be updating regularly, I'll just add them when I write them so don't expect new poems every week.
Please comment what you think and, of course, enjoy!
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