A Valiant Roar
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𝒪𝒽, 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶 𝓋𝒶𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓇𝑜𝒶𝓇
𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹𝒷𝓎
𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓂𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝑜𝓃
- loml by Taylor Swift -

There was a man I loved with all my heart. In his presence, I felt whole. But over time, everything became the reason we drifted apart. The age gap, the timing, and even the judgment of others-none of it ever bothered me, actually. But him... How I wish his bravery matched the strength of his words. "I don't mind," "I'll never leave," he'd say. Yet, day by day, he distanced himself, keeping me as a secret.

It was a sign for for me to leave. He was too kind to do it first. 

After two years, I left my city, and with it, all my feelings for him. Little did I know, those feelings would remain, pouring into the poems I wrote in the quiet of midnight.
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𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 ➙ 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺

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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.