My Poems
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Last published Mon, Mar 14, 2016
I've done multiple poem books before, but I haven't felt like they were very well written nor anything that came from the heart. I've been told before if you want to exceed in writing, you have to let out your deepest secrets, what makes you beat, what keeps you going. That is what connects to a reader. In my previous poems I didn't feel like I had reached that limit. So in this one, I have unraveled everything. This is raw poems that mean a lot to me. From personal experiences, to things that I have learned and inspired me. With things from the heart, I feel they are a lot better and way better written. I hope you can enjoy this piece of me. It means a lot.
Thanks,
Blissfully
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