My Confession Is That I've Never Liked Poetry In My Life. But I Can Relate To Yours And I Enjoy Reading

My confession is that I've never liked poetry in my life. But I can relate to yours and I enjoy reading yours.

That really means a lot, thank you. Any chance I get to turn someone on to poetry is a bonus in my book!

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I really like your writing and I go to your blog when I feel like I need to feed my soul something, just so it stops craving. And chicken noodle soup with sports drink is gonna kick your hangover away in no time.

Aww.. that made my day so much better. Thank you so much. And thanks for the advice! =)

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“I used to think I could

capture the world

in my hands,

but my palms are too smooth

for such a coarse planet.”

   -EL

Today she walked right past me. Well I guess, Even when we didn't pretend being strangers, We were never the ones for big greetings. ~ A.G.

I’m not a huge greetings person either.

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And when the one you love the most ignores you, The reality comes crashing in, In this world of blooming romances, You were always meant to be alone. ~ A.G.

I love the imagery of “blooming romances.” I love your writing A.G!

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“A Guide on how to be Dead:

i. pretend the world

is crushing you into hell

and that your body

is now Satan’s footstool

ii. embody the pure feeling

of disappointment

iii. become everyone’s doormat

just in case your real career

doesn’t pan out

iv. acknowledge

that the beating in your chest

is an actual time bomb

waiting to go off

and bring death

v. find joy in one thing only

and stake your happiness

on the off chance that you

actually have time for it

vi. die

vii. douse your insides

with alcohol at 3:48 AM

while you’re completely alone

to realize that in life,

you’re completely alone”

   -EL