Straight Curves

Straight Curves

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I started writing this book when I first fell in love, and wrote it over three years in dedication to the same until it wasn't there. It started as a poem and ended into a journey. Started as love, ended into hurt. And now it's just the perfect piece to see how life and relationships evolve over time. Beginnings to end. This is all me. Love to grave. Every comment. Every chapter. Is the most of my life I have lived with all honesty, I can't explain what it all means to me. Everything's there. Right here. And even I haven't got to comprehend it all or process it all, but I hope you will. Where does it go wrong dear, where?
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The purpose of this poetry book is one of defiance. Not to others, or anything in particular. It is against the war we wage internally, against ourselves every day. There is no bigger challenge in life than facing your thoughts, your true emotions, your feelings when you lie alone at night by yourself, cornered. We tend to postpone them, shelf them, as we grow accustomed to our daily activities, never giving ourselves a chance to evaluate ourselves. Who are we? what do we lack? what do we need? In this book, I took it upon myself to air out all of my grievances, my intimate thoughts, my happiness, my disappointments, my sadness all out in the open, for all to see. I wanted to face it all. To stare my mortality dead in the eyes, and let the lingering stare sit, I wanted to simmer the feeling of weakness, of every single type of emotion, completely digest it, and let it manifest genuinely, reading it, again and again, perfecting it, again and again, until the feeling of pain subsides. I there is anything that I want you to take from this book, is time. Yes, just a word, time. It goes by, so have not regrets, and never leave something from saying. If you are looking for a sign to remind you, to tell you parents, brothers, sisters, daughters, grandparents, wives, friends you love them? This is it...

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