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poetry book. all the things I've written that I could never say out loud. Some topics may be difficult for some people so check for disclaimers .Complete
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πππππ πππππ is an ongoing book and collection of poems and sonnets made by me, inspired by my thoughts, dreams, and personal experiences. As someone who lives with depression and anxiety, a lot of my thoughts are bound to not be very pleasant. But hey, some of them are quite philosophical and positive. But that's rare. Join me on my journey through sadness, happiness, curiosity, mystery, and so much more. I was inspired to make a collection of my poems, and I decided to just do it. My poem, "Falling For You Against My Will" features lyrical references from the following: Head Over Heals - Starset ALWAYS BEEN YOU - Chris Grey
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A Thousand Poems To Us'
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The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.
Two years in the making. Two years of my life put into words. There is nothing more left to say.
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