The Red Flags That I Painted Green
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In this strange thing we call life, we rise to monumental heights and collapse into devastating lows.If fortune is kind, you may find someone who stands beside you through it all.And if we share anything, it is the sting of betrayal, the heartbreak carved by those we swore would never wound us.Whatever you feel- or even if you feel nothing at all- I dare you to read my poems. Love them, hate them, scream them, or set them aflame. Do whatever feels true.
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In this strange thing we call life, we rise to monumental heights and collapse into devastating lows.If fortune is kind, you may find someone who stands beside you through it all.And if we share anything, it is the sting of betrayal, the heartbreak carved by those we swore would never wound us.Whatever you feel- or even if you feel nothing at all- I dare you to read my poems. Love them, hate them, scream them, or set them aflame. Do whatever feels true.
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In this strange thing we call life, we rise to monumental heights and collapse into devastating lows.If fortune is kind, you may find someone who stands beside you through it all.And if we share anything, it is the sting of betrayal, the heartbreak carved by those we swore would never wound us.Whatever you feel- or even if you feel nothing at all- I dare you to read my poems. Love them, hate them, scream them, or set them aflame. Do whatever feels true.
AmazonPagina's: 80, Paperback, Madison Bryce
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