If You Were The Gardener
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Last published Mon, Feb 19, 2024
A collection of poems of my anxieties I get when going out with a specific guy. Depending on where our relationship leads, will determine where this book goes. I just need an outlet cause I'm scared out of my mind that this relationship will end up like all the others.
Cover and title will change overtime while I figure out what's best, but I think I definitely want a bouquet of roses he has gifted as the cover.
Right now, the title is a reference to another poem (I don't have published at this moment) about a love that could have been, but died, because the gardener there neglected his duties. Once I publish the poem book it's in, the title of the book will be "If Love Was A Flower." Please look forward to it.
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