Reaper's Plague

Reaper's Plague

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Poetry
Since August 26th of 2015, I've been writing poetry. I was inspired by the song "One Reason" by Fade to write, and now I'm ready to publish. Follow me if you enjoy my poems, it'll let me know that you're reading them, I guess. WARNING: Poetry may be deep as you look farther into the book. The first poems are light because I wasn't as demented. Please do comment and judge my work as you may. It'll make me a better writer. I wanna thank my two sisters and girlfriend/best friend. Feb. 2017 This book is coming to an end. Thank you all for helping me start and finish. Shiori. Amy. Ra-chan. Baka. Misuki. Flower Twins. Camille. Mulan. Queen. Amelia. Ash. Flash. Thanks. If I forgot you, I am sorry. Alice. Mai. Killy. Alex. Jack. Shadow. Cherry. You inspired me everyone. Motivated me.
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