Nous Parlons En Lagues

Nous Parlons En Lagues

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We speak in tongues, blacker than the sun; No death can touch, the crooked young. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Yes my little creatures, another poetry series. For you people who followed my last account, you'll obviously know I had one before but discontinued it. This one is different, though. This is matured, it holds slightly more life experience. This my friends is a new chapter of my life and you get a glimpse of what goes on in my brain when I'm alone and genuinely thinking instead of just binge eating or screaming song lyrics, this is Mememotionless. Raw, true, & painful.
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The mind is a horrible thing to waste. Now when you have a mind like mine, where monsters come out to play and happy things come in bursts, it helps to write things down. From bad days to good days and everything in between I try to make sense of things to go on in my world. Winner of Best Female Poet in the HamiltonPost Poetry Awards Also 1st Place best poem for "Lest We Forget." in HamiltonPost Critiques are always welcome! :D All of these are original works that have previously been on Deviantart.com/miyu713 Highest ranking #115 on aug23

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