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They forced their way to the surface and my fingers did as they were told.
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Spilling Thoughts
A collection of my words, from me to you.
Sad Tragedy
It's a habit for me to say "sad tragedy" to anyone including myself when something as bad and as minor as dropping a pen. Although it's an exaggeration and also to lighten the mood, the phrase backfired ultimately and now my life is a sad tragedy.Kumpleto
Cold Nights ||Poems||
Sometimes I just need a way to express how I feel when I can't put it into words, I'm sure we all feel that way whether you're a teen or young adult. Mental health deserves to be heard, you deserve to be heard.Kumpleto
the language of flowers
i was plucked, withered, and growing all over again.Kumpleto
In a world where I cannot speak, I hope that they someday reach you.
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