Truth

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Reads 88
Votes 7
Parts 9
Time <5 mins

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Poems which are the actual truth of what I'm feeling or what's in my mind. Poems about observations in this world. Basically what I want to write about.All Rights Reserved

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The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

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A collection of poems and narratives that describe the heart's sentiments in sorts.

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A collection of poems from emotions to ideas and everything in between.

A collection of memories, emotions, and thoughts.

You never know what you will come across in life, rather if it'll be your future husband or wife. I've developed an entire new view, if it wasn't for you. You'll travel my journey line by line. Come along for the ride. Live in someone else's shoes for once. Some is real; some is fake. But not everyone experiences the same things.

forever growing flower.

words don't write themselves Instead, they grow and bloom in the minds of us all

Thursday

The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

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