I'm just a teen lost in the chaos of my mind. Some days are darker than others, and I often feel like I don't quite fit in. I don't have many friends-loneliness sticks around, even when I don't want it.
Writing is my way out. My poems come from the small things in everyday life, the things others miss. They're how I cope, even if no one else reads them. For now, that's enough.
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- JoinedAugust 30, 2022
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Story by nebula_james
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Whispers of the Heart: Poems of Na...
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In this collection, words flow like a gentle stream, weaving together the delicate beauty of nature, the prof...
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