Laconic Meraki

Laconic Meraki


My Soul Bleeds with a pen on a blank sheet of paper. Ink covers my hands.

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About Me

Poems that I write are sometimes misunderstood.
Which basically means I am too . Right?
Sometimes I'm put together perfectly but other times I'm a frantic f*****g mess.
I let my emotions flow; I write how I'm feeling at the time..
Learning to love myself while I'm at war inside, trying to let others know they are not alone. While attempting to understand and heal from my own pain

Who am I ? Me.


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Posted 3 Years Ago

I'll be by your way to read some poems soon. :-)