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velouria

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❝i've shattered what i loved most, and in the ruins, i find myself lost― a broken heart, a fractured soul, searching for what can make me whole.❞ [a poetry collection] previously known as bruises without colours.
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Bruised

"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of advice. Written by @cmitchells ACHIEVED RANKS - #5 in poetry #1 in poembook #2 in poetrycollection #3 in poetic #3 in sadquotes #1 in poem #2 in heartstrings #2 in poemcollection #1 in writing

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