Poetry For The Broken
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Hello I am Zekia ... I'm a 16 year old Poet from a small Caribbean country named Trinidad. I am kind of new to this so please be patient with me. I am going to be writing about love, pain, heartbreak, depression and much more.All the poems that are going to be written on this page are mine and I would highly appreciate if none of you steal it. Although they are not much I work hard on these poems and these poems are all about my life and the things I encounter and if you are to share them please give me credit I will really appreciate that.
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Zekia Francis♥️
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