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In the end, we'll all become stories.

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Poetry
Just a girl writing poetry about things in life. I tried my best so I hope you enjoy it. My fav book & movie dead poets society inspired me to do it. The romance poetry is wlw but if you like me to do other romance too please say. Also please give me feedback if you read this so I can get better!:D Started on: 30/12/22 Ended on: -- But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for<3.
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I'm an aromantic, and always have been but found out late... it provided me with lots of clarity. However, I found myself in a deep struggle trying to differentiate between being in love & being lonely since it has happened to me countless times before. So here I write little things now and then about the girl I'm in love with, in hopes that eventually, I can find the truth about my desires. (oct) ----- I'm surely in love, yes. I'll proudly write and show off the girl I'm in love with, I'll tell the world how much I love her, I'll make others jealous about my unconditional love for her all the way through. My Brooklyn. (nov) ----- As much agony as I am in, falling back and forth wondering what my love truly is, I'm trapped. I'm trapped every time I look at her even if I try to look away. it has me sick to my stomach, but I don't really mind. maybe it can end the way I want? (dec) ----- 3 days before confessing. I've given up. I'm closing the book. I'm closing the story, I'll love her in a different way from now on, live a healthy life Brooklyn, I love you. Kiss the stars goodnight for me, my beloved.

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