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Ongoing, First published Jun 11, 2021
𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 😳😳

𝘏𝘪𝘪 𝘴𝘰 𝘐𝘮 𝘢 𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘮 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦 

𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘤 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘐𝘮 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 

𝘐𝘮 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵

𝘚𝘰 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 

𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦

*𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧* 😭😭
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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕨, 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔, 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕,𝕤𝕒𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣. 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕘𝕠. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨.
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MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love, drips down the drain. I am waiting for the day for your fingers to unscrew the pipes, dig through debris and mess, scrape your heart against the rust, just to find me, so we can go through it all over again. Here, in the pages I find myself, in the ink that writes against my flesh, I will whisper the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all of the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists.    First poetry collection in the series. Original poems based off real life experiences. #12 in poetry. Cover template made by @KaleidoGraphix on Canva. 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚 copyright © May Garner. 2017. All Rights Reserved.