He was scares
She was brave
He was sad
She was pained
He was crying
She was lying
He would smile
She was trying
He was happy
Now she was alone
He was happy
But she had a different tone
Pieces of Moonbeams | 2023
This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe.
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I am relieved that my pieces now have a home. (They aren't in order and published randomly, though.) It's my dream to atleast publish a book before I turn 18. If you like it, please smash that little star. Thank you.