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Complete, First published Oct 25, 2014
This is the entry I put in for a writing contest called 'CREATE'[didn't win :(...]. It's a poem that doesn't rhyme. It was made because I am a person who is for a majority of my time alone with my thoughts. I hope it is to your liking. 
  Don't hesitate to write about how this influences the way you feel about the word 'fall'.
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Hidden Feelings Book 1 (Poetry) (Journaling)

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It's just a bunch of songs I wrote when I was feeling mad or sad or extremely happy and motivated. Their just a bunch of lyrics formed from my emotions. I mean I was trying to figure out how to express myself so I started using rhymes to begin with. I mean some songs don't only have rhymes but most of my songs are rhymes with 4 or 6 lines and their all original works of mine so don't bother trying to steal them or anything. Also this is an add on I've started writing journal entries in here as well and I may put my two books together. My 'Ange's Journal', and 'Hidden Feelings' together. I don't know why, it's just a spur of the moment thing and a feeling I had. These are all my experiences and thoughts I've had but never said out loud. But if you don't like it or are offended by what I say your doing something wrong in life. But I guess it's also me just letting everything out and telling my story in an unorganized way, you know.