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Beautifully Broken
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Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2019
"A stab in my chest, I'm wounded but can't bleed. There is a loneliness inside of me, accompanied by a gnawing need".- Nick 

I write what I feel and sometimes I'm  inspired. whatever the case these are all mine. 

I love words and poetry 

If there is a chance something may look familiar it is merely coincidental please point it out to me. 🙂
Some media used are from the internet and credited to the rightful owners. I only publish my stories here, so if you read it outside Wattpad or under other any other profile then my work is being plagiarized, please kindly let me know.


Some of the pictures used in this book are mine. Please don't re-upload it (I'm sure no one will. I'm just pointing it out because I think I'm supposed to idk)


This will be an ongoing book and updates will be at random. 

Just so you know my titles will probably suck😔 I apologize in advance.

I hope you enjoy!
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Poems of Pain and Solitude

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For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.