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Jannah Speaks

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One day I was really upset about something and for some reason I decided to grab a pen and paper and when I finished what I had scribbled down I was like, "hey, that could be a poem." Weird, I know right? That's how I began this whole poetry thing (without being forced to by teachers). A little while later I posted it here on wattpad just to see what others would think. 

I honestly didn't and don't consider myself as a "poetic" type of person. For me, writing poetry is just away for me to let my emotions out with out crying all over the place or cussing anyone out lol. It strangely makes me feel better afterwards.... Sometimes lol. 

In this collection of my poems some of them are about me, or things I can relate to, or things that have just been on my mind. 

So basically what I'm doing is gathering my old poems (some u may or may not have read) and I'm collecting them under this one book, I guess u could call it. I'll be add more poems but don't expect frequent updates because I only write poems when I'm "in the mood" lol. 

Everyone's opinions are welcomed (as long as you're respectful about it) so don't hesitate to comment. 

Sooo, enough of me rambling and go read!




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