Dedicated to,
the first person who made me fall in love with words,
the first dream that shattered which blessed me with poetry,
the first book that healed my abstruse scars,
and lastly,
the first heartbreak that made me fall in love with words again.
till death does us part,
binding us to infinity and beyond,
forever and forever
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YOU ARE READING
Entaché
Poetry'A poet is a liar, who always speaks the truth.' - Jean Cocteau An assemblage of my poems.
