One hundred one poetries for Psyche [on going]
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  • LẦN ĐỌC 691
  • Lượt bình chọn 138
  • Các Phần 70
  • Thời gian 34m
Đang tiếp diễn, Đăng lần đầu thg 6 30, 2024
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One Hundred One Poetries for Psyche

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• ongoing 
• category [poetry]

101poetries for Psyche is a collection of poetries, unsaid thoughts and concealed feelings. A timeline of endearment of a young poet to a girl who became his subject. From the moment their hearts met, to how those butterflies dance on his stomach, admiring her from a far, imprinting his love through the flames of ink, until the pages runs out, then it's time to let those butterflies flies and let's the forbid love buried in the graveyard of pens.

hopefully you'll read it and please don't forget to vote, comment and follow my account. Thank you my dear numbersss!
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❝In my mind, there is pain. I am exhausted. I feel defeat from my hair tips to my feet- my body feels the stress weighing down on my shoulders. I try and try every day, but nothing seems to go my way. In my mind, there is pain, yet I try because one day, I will feel great. The body, mind, and soul are connected, and it is up to us to determine how to respect them.❞ - Me These writings are my observations and perspectives, some full of laughter and fun, others painful and dark, suffocating, leaving me with nowhere to run. ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ A collection of unedited poems I wrote extemporaneously (ages 16-18), as well as a chockfull of quotes. This books contains my: Poems 105- & Quotes 96-175. Formerly known as: ❛My Poems and Quotes Book (Vol. II),❜ 2017-2020. Volume Two of My Poems and Quotes. Feel free to check out Volume I, labelled as ❛Body,❜ on my profile. Don't forget to vote and comment; I love engaging with you guys! :D ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿