How can I be afraid? The monster is in the closet, the lucky one gets to hide. I show my face to everyone.
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Poems
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A brain that moves a mile a minute, rehearsing a speech in her head, yet never saying it just right
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A new beginning, a new mistake comes after, start over again.
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Imagine a university without any stress or anxiety. You can’t.
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A harsh storm ripped up the wistful past; all of what was sure, drawn off to the shores, the houses built, the blueprints stored, are now left in the before. …
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“Painters, poets, singers and starving artists found a creative refuge for their creative souls…”
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I always wanted a love like I’ve seen in the movies Or in the cringey romance novels, which I refused to read for ages,
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The wood was comforting, but there was cold in the shadows, And even in the bitter winds, the sun provides the warmth and light
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