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When There Was Me And You | Part 1
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Complete, First published Aug 03, 2018
Mature
You were my First Love; toxic, unhealthy for my state. 
But i learned Love from you; you taught me what it meant to spend nights 
crying at the edge of my bed and how it felt to really smile.


This is a collection of poetry for one series- love, pain, toxicity, heartbreak and memory. This is the first experience at love I had. I share with you my experiences, my thoughts, my recollections, my struggle and everything I felt. If you grew up having been deprived of love and then suddenly found yourself carrying what seems like the world's amount of love for someone else-  I don't doubt you won't be able to relate, at one point in this poetry book you'll find yourself in me.

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Poems of Pain and Solitude

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For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.