My Elegies.

My Elegies.

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An assemblage of poetry for the unheard emotions and voices. Death is not the only tragedy a loving person suffers through. There are many more. Walk with me through the pages, to know that someone out there loves you a lot. These are me elegies that have kept me going.
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The feeling of being unheard, unloved, and misunderstood. The flooding wishes to be treated as a breathing human being, all written in a piece of crumbled paper. She simply writes using her tears as an ink. To heal, to be heard, to love and be loved. It's a journey with a mixture of pain and joy. Let's just say, tears are meant to become laughters as the time goes by. - Started : September 2023 Completed : December 24, 2024 PS. I'm a first timer (I never wrote poems before) I never published poems before, so, I'm not sure if it suits your taste.

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