How can you know me?
I barely know myself;
I know who I’m becoming
Lost
Dark rings around my eyes
Always searching for depth
Sucked dry of the small bit of energy I have left
Knees so weak
So tired of trying to find you
Lost
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Author: Angelique Boyd
How's it going? Welcome to my first ever blog. My name is Angelique, no I do not speak French fluently, but I wish I could. I am from Chicago, Illinois and I love to write about pretty much everything. I created this blog because I am extremely bad at writing in my journals, so I thought it’d be a great idea to create a blog and give myself the opportunity to challenge myself by exposing who I am to complete strangers. I also created this blog to connect with other writers and introverts like myself. I love the idea of creating a space for people who struggle with expressing themselves, but find themselves in other peoples writing. With that being said, thanks for vising my blog and don't hesitate to reach out. View All Posts
Beautiful poem✨
We all need to find ourselves first
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Thank you. I agree.
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