Fallen Petals
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Last published Sat, Aug 19, 2023
Feelings are not meant to be always perfect right? Feelings and Emotions are just what they are. They can be joyous or sorrowful, right or wrong. Being emotional, you can not help but feel the flow of the feelings.
it's a collection of my poetries. this poetry collection filled with the thousands of emotions I felt or I'm feeling over my life.
first time trying to go online with this collection. there will be lots of mistakes I know , but still feelings and emotions are what they are, right?
so this consists some wrong feelings, some sad emotions, some joyful moments, some desperate cries................
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A/N : The picture, used as the background of the cover is not mine. It's collected from Pinterest. However the rest is done by me.
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