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This is just going to be some poems that I've written. WARNING: Some of the things written in these poems could be TRIGGERING! People with emotional problems such as depression, and also those who suffer or have suffered from self injury may be triggered. You have been warned. ALSO: The only time I write poetry is when I feel inspired to do so. It is not an incredibly frequent thing, so I am not promising a lot of updates, but whenever I do write poems, I will try to remember to post them on here. DISCLAIMER: All of the poems here have come from within the confines of my mind, and are entirely my own. I do get inspiration from other poems, so there may be similarities. No copyright violations are intended, and should I be notified that there may be something that someone feels is too similar to something written by someone else, I will take that poem down as soon as I see the message. DISCLAIMER: All of these are else about myself and my circumstance and past, or are purely fictional. Any similarities to any people or characters, living or dead, is completely coincidental.
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Of Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength, that exist within time, but lasts forever. Of Sadness, sadness that always returns, Of Trauma, trauma that runs in deep, and the art of dying, every time. Of Scribbles and rambles, unsaid words and sealed pain. Of Life, Love, Pain, Sadness, Trauma. Of the art of rising like a phoenix, every time. Of Anxiety and Paranoia. Of Anything bad, Of Everything good. This is a story of a girl, it's a continuous one. A story of a sad girl, very lonely, but beautiful, intelligent and strong. She's a self sabotaging narcissistic girl, but also a talented, skilled and brave girl. She is riddled with anxiety and depression, but somehow finds ways to get up each morning, thinking of beautiful things. She has loved and lost, hurt and being hurt. She has not lost herself, but she has not find herself either. This is the life of a girl, laid before you in poems and thoughts. Here is a piece of me, and in here, undoubtedly, you will find pieces of yourself too. I am a mess, but aren't we all? | formerly SOMETHING BROKEN |

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