Life
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Ongoing, First published Jun 16, 2023
Life can be a bit complicated
 we don't always understand it 
I mean, it doesn't come with instructions, but the choices we've made. Have taught us lessons, and we can either learn from them or just simply continue to make the same mistakes.  In the end, our happiness is within us. No one understands our situation more than the mirror. Therefore, just keep moving forward.  Don't worry too much. worrying doesn't do anything it just causes stress anxiety, etc. I know life isn't always about rainbows and unicorns, but if we approach it with a smile, we will see life in a different perspective the rainy days and obstacles will always exist its just how we approach then that determines the outcome. in the end,time never stops, it keeps on ticking time heals time is one thing we can't control  so know your worth and don't give up just keep on moving forward,time is on your side and  Life Goes On Dream On
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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.