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Beneath The Open Sky (Poetry's & Quote)
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Ongoing, First published Oct 25, 2019
" And suddenly  kindness started to bleed trough all these cracks under my skin"
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I appreciate criticism but not hate,
Thank you.
 
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My collection of poems in the past three years which leads to character development. Realistic incidents, illusionary love, hardships, it's quite a journey. Some say I'm unique and some say I'm Raw. Some say my work is relatable and some feel they can relate. That's crazy though, makes me want to be heard. I was quiet as feathers basically my whole life, closed up, antisocial, lost. Until I started writing. Although, I didn't open my mouth, I was even louder than before. Excuse me, I am louder!