"The cold feels good. The wind
Bites; it brings tears
To my eyes.
My heart remembers.
I'm cold, and my eyes are open.
I stand in the wind,
And I'm still alive."
-Tired Heart
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I started this book because poetry was a way for me to get my dark feelings out. The first few poems are basically rants with line spacing; it's at about the 5th one that they get better. Three poems, "Life," "She Writes Poems," and "Anagrams" have been published on TeenInk, and I'm hoping to get more published.
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Cover by @MehatKansha