Unspoken [poetry]
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  • Reads 5,970
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  • Parts 51
  • Time 31m
Complete, First published Feb 08, 2015
**READ ME PLEASE**
These are all my personal poems that I've written throughout the years.
It's a bit odd letting other people read them, but hey? why not? 

Even though most of my poems do sound like it's about an ex lover, it's actually not, but if you'd like to think of them as being about an ex lover, then go ahead! To me, a poem should have many different meanings hidden in each stanza, line, word, so I don't really mind how you interoperate them as long as it gives you, closure, per se, then I'm happy.


Warning: Some of the poems are quite dark.

Please don't claim any of these poems yours.

(Tbh I don't even know if these are classified as poems. Lol.)

IF YOU FIND ANYONE ON WATTPAD CLAIMING MY POEMS ARE THEIRS PLEASE INFORM THEM TO ME. THANK YOU.
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Hey guys! I'm new to wattpad but I do have some talent in writing poems so I'll attempt to stay on top of my posting and what not.... Anyway, enjoy!