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- Parts 26
- Time 7m
Ongoing, First published Sep 01, 2020
If you were about to leave this planet, what would you say, and who would you say it to? In this book of my poems, that I wrote almost exclusively in the young hours of days when insomnia ruled my life. This is how I speak my truth. If I were about to leave this planet, this book is one of very few things of mine that would give you insight to my life..... These would be my last words. Noceur-one who sleeps late or not at all; or, one who stays out late to revel or partyAll Rights Reserved
Table of contents
- not ready to let goTue, Sep 1, 2020
- thoughtsTue, Sep 1, 2020
- sensitiveTue, Sep 1, 2020
- im sorryTue, Sep 1, 2020
- brokenTue, Sep 1, 2020
- neverTue, Sep 1, 2020
- untitledTue, Sep 1, 2020
- fading awayTue, Sep 1, 2020
- as you leftTue, Sep 1, 2020
- untitledTue, Sep 1, 2020
- darknessTue, Sep 1, 2020
- untitledTue, Sep 1, 2020
- a hurt heartTue, Sep 1, 2020
- reminiscencesTue, Sep 1, 2020
- starsTue, Sep 1, 2020
- something called loveTue, Sep 1, 2020
- untitledTue, Sep 1, 2020
- demiseTue, Sep 1, 2020
- untitledTue, Sep 1, 2020
- why we writeTue, Sep 1, 2020
- soulmatesTue, Sep 1, 2020
- my little secretWed, Sep 9, 2020
- as you leftWed, Sep 9, 2020
- if i couldSun, Sep 27, 2020
- untitledSun, Dec 13, 2020
- untitledSun, Dec 13, 2020
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