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Poetry
She did not feel the burning heat scalding her skin, She did not feel the sharp-edged stones cut the soles of her feet. Her eyes were blank and dull, broken and grey. Though her body wanders the streets, her mind is a million miles away Another book of poems from another weirdo with too much to say. A/N- this book has no specific theme, just things that scream too loud in my head :)
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The Truth

This is a collect of my poems I know that originally it also had ones that I liked, but I deleted them to make it my own. Potential trigger warning Cover drawn by me. So don't judge, I know it's bad. *completed* 1st poem book "The Truth" 2nd poem book "Hidden By A Lie" 3rd poem book "As Bright As The Stars In The Sky" 4th poem book "The Paint Brush Of Magic Will Paint The Way"

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