Shattered Heart
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This is a poetry(ish) piece, albeit poorly written, it's just a stream of things that can out in a tear filled evening. I just needed to vent something that's been ripping me apart this past year. I'm trying to make a move to get over it but it's the hardest thing I've ever had to do and my heart is constantly being trampled on and torn apart. Don't worry about me too much, I'm in a good place right now, we all have a little bit of something to contend with. Just know if you've ever experienced something like this your not alone.
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{poetry : completed} "𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞." in a tiny corner of the world, but in the vast corner of my imagination, this is my paracosmic delusion, something that i've created out of indignant, dejected and euphoric emotions. each word in this book constitutes my delusional nightmares, the ones that i know aren't really there yet i write about them anyway. this is me, my barest and deepest feelings, and my monstrous thoughts. ✦✦✦ [all rights reserved | ©2021 ] [ cover designed by me ] [ peace \/ ]
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