My verse was not always so bright
No, often I employed
The blackness in my soul as ink
My heart all but destroyed...
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Memoirs in Poetry
PoéziaPoetry is my dearest love. I write it every day. This is a simple collection of my works. And, as life goes on, such is my song: I will never cease composing verses. This collection, 'Memoirs in Poetry', will never be truly complete. When I die, hea...
