"If you wore your heart and mind outside on your forehead they'd ALL be lining up just to get a glimpse."{[♥]}
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My style of writing, if I define it I guess is; I write how I hope someone will see me one day, how I hope to be seen. All through day dreams she comes to me, the same character that seems to represent the deepest part of who I am. In hopes of giving people a head start in seeing who I am deep down, a place only a few people have actually found.
She is who I want to be.
Who I am on the inside.-The Other Me (poem)
You stand in front of my bookshelf when Im not there. The spines of the books identifying themselves one at time to you, the classics, contemporaries, mysteries, theyre all there.
It then catches your eye sticking out slightly from the rest you pull it off the shelf. A fabric covered book, no title, no authors name on the front. Opening it slowly, curiosity strikes your heart. The first words written in ink catch your attention. Its not my diary, not that kind of writing. No its much deeper than any day to day life. You have found my book of poems. You have found my heart, my soul, my dear you have found me.
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