AND WITH THAT SHE FELL

AND WITH THAT SHE FELL

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A novel of poetry I've been developing and working on for about 5 years now, and was hoping to publish it soon but it seems that soon will be quite a long time from now. So I thought I may as well see how my first few poems are reacted to and also just share them and put them out there as I slowly transform this into a final design and use wattled to develop it and publish it for as long as it takes me to finish this dream of mine. xo These poems are inspired by true events/experiences of mine, my struggle with depression, heartbreak, tumbling into an abyss of emotions, my love for fantasy, and my challenges that pushed me to transform from the inside out and become someone I never thought I'd be when I first started to walk this path called life. From my first love to my second to the present, where I have learned that love does not need to come from another but from within yourself. - AG/KOD27
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