994 Miles From Home

994 Miles From Home

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A book of poems by a girl currently living 994 miles from home. Through this, I expresse moving, new experiences, dealing with a recent diagnosis of Bi-polar type 2, new friends and past experiences that have followed me. Hope you enjoy
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Red isn't always romance, sometimes it's blood, Moon isn't always for lovers, but sometimes for secret cries, Flowers aren't always for marriage, but sometimes for grave, Petals aren't always soft, sometimes they prick the soul. No plagiarism/No hatred plz. Also some things might contain mature contents like self harm. I want to say those kinds of suicidal poems are not to inspire anyone to self harm. I'm strictly against self harm myself. Those thoughts are just a means to release myself. Started writing this book around 25th June, 2021

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