Words that live and rhyme inside us have a weird way of breaking out. Phrases, metaphors... Poetry.
And so like many others, my words rhyme when things are too much for me.
A book of words which burn within me.
A book of few such words and... philosphies and poetries from a weird, sophisticated mind.
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Poetry.
Love. Happiness. Sadness. Depression. Guilt. Regret. Struggle and Confliction. We may all be breathing, we may all have our hearts beating. But these are our vital signs. These are symptoms that prove we're alive.