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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. -Robert Frost This is my own collection of thoughts. My own stories, through the deepest sorrow and highest peaks of happiness I've had in my rather brief life, and some that others may also be able to relate to. Sometimes, words are insufficient. Sometimes, they're too accurate to emotionally bear. Sometimes, they're what provokes the deepest part of your soul. You be the judge on how poetry affects you. You read; I just tell the stories. #thecosmicawards2018

As a person who overthinks all the time my mind flows with my most precious thoughts, always seeking to create everlasting essays that shape me. There's beauty in honesty, and that's what I want to bring to every piece. I read each of my thoughts as poems. Read however you my feel the words should be read. My mind is an everlasting poem. Here are some honest thoughts from my mind and some of my favorite things. BY: PEOPLEREADTOO

Eventually I write I make small things big things I crush myself to be inspired I weep over nonsensical things I try to uncomplicate thoughts but I can't Welcome to my world of ludicrous regalia With a lot of endless questions flooding you These are the Lost Titles and Forgotten Rhymes ⓒ a.i.s ➋0➀❹

Fake a smile, No one knows you're broken. Fake a smile, it's easier than trying to explain why you're sad. Fake a smile, lie and say you're fine, it's easier then trying to explain why you do what you do. Quotes, Stories, Entries and Poems about what it's like to be depressed, alone, suicidal etc...

Just everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head. **warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**

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poetry book. all the things I've written that I could never say out loud. Some topics may be difficult for some people so check for disclaimers .

When I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]

The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.