Wilted Flowers | A Poetry Spill

Wilted Flowers | A Poetry Spill

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Just a bunch of late night words written together to form some sort of communication. To anyone relating, I feel for you. While not a Wilde, Frost, Cummings, or Poe, feel free to enjoy a cup of tea and contemplate. Also if you like it or have any thoughts of your down, please feel free to comment or vote! I like listening to people's feedback : ) Disclaimer: I am nowhere near a professional writer or poet and if I'm being honest I'm not entirely sure I understand most of the words I've put on these pages, they just spilled out at a time in my life where all I could do was pine for something out of my reach. These were from over a year ago but I'm deciding to post them now because I feel others can relate and I'm not as scared to post my thoughts and feelings as I was when I was younger. _____ (Photos and videos attached are not mine-all rights go to owners) However, the words in here are entirely mine so if you see them reposted somewhere without permission, please let me know!
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