It always starts from the beginning,
but we started from the epilogue,
and that's how I knew we were right.
for the beginning always has an end,
but an end only leads to more beginnings.
That's why, here, we begin from the end
and the end is our beginning
And this irony makes us infinite.
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The first poem of this collection! Each of these little books feels like a new journey through a whole different part of me. Each of these poems reflects a part or experience of mine that none of you may ever know and yet even if one of you connect to these pieces, you in a way connect with me, so hey there.
Here's a song to keep you company.
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Cellotaped Hearts
PoetryWhere I display my wounds in hopes that they heal, or at least make you feel better about your wounds. This is a book of poetry, music, and other random bits, but mostly poetry.
