making me

making me

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A child to a girl, a girl to a woman, a woman to a ghost, a ghost to a soul. Which one am I now? A collection of personal and heartbreaking poems questioning identity, love, anxiety, growing up, depression, and how much our experience shapes us. Series of poetry written during the Covid-19 Outbreak to help me get through being stuck at home for months. March 2020 - August 2020 *NOTE*I own only the cover page and only a few pieces of the other art*
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COMPLETED, next poetry collection coming soon This is a poetry collection that is both ever updating and ever changing. This collection of poetry isn't exactly traditional or ever a solid complete piece of prose, I am ever adding and changing and morphing them into something I feel is better or is more to what I feel suits the character or the emotion I wrote the poem to embody. That being said, this collection has some works alike the past one that I made a few years back that doesn't quite hold up to standard today. I have poems that I have remade and moved into this collection, so If you have come from the previous collection know that if you recognise the theme it's because of that. I created this intended as both a challenge to write some feelings into something productive as-well as to write some inspired works made for a character I made as I wrote the poem or for a event or piece of media I enjoyed. Nothing is ever solid or at least their perspective will change as I write the poem or rewrite it. Anyways enjoy, I try not to be too pretentious but I don't really care because again this is a vent piece of work.

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