I am a Poetess. I let my pain drip from my fingertips, in the form of pure gold. Poetry is my oxygen. When I inhale it, flowers blossom within my lungs. When I exhale, pixie dust flows into the air, touching the souls of everyone in sight.
MY COMPLETED WORKS:
~MERAKI.
~SILENT, YET AWARE.
~HER VOICE
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There is no Frigate like a Book,
To take us Lands away,
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry-
This Traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of Toll-
How frugal is the Chariot
That bears the Human soul.
- Emily Dickinson
Poets utter great and wise things, that even they themselves do not understand.
-Plato
Feel free to follow me, and read my books. I wish you all kind seas, and strong sails.
PLEASE NOTE- I DO NOT ACCEPT CONTACT NUMBERS NOR AM I COMFORTABLE PRIVATE MESSAGING PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW. This is simply safety precautions because we live in a dangerous world. Please understand. <3
Au revoir et merci! <3
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Kenya_Leah
Nov 23, 2020 07:11PM
HI GUYS...'HER VOICE' IS OFFICIALLY PUBLISHED! Lemme know what you think lovelies.View all Conversations
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