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Wildheart Rhythms
Poems born from the ache and triumph of self-discovery. These verses pulse with vulnerability, strength, and the wild beauty of becoming the rhythm of reclaiming your voice.


My Only Ghost
I'm in a field of sunflowers Hoping that you'll call my name Praying that you can catch up I'm only at a walking pace I keep turning back...
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Jun 24, 20251 min read


Contradictions of the Heart
Green with envy, jaded, Kindness that feels weighted. Nothing but impatience, Building mountains instead of fields of flowers, waiting....
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Jun 24, 20251 min read


A Soul’s Embrace
Sitting in the dark because it brings far more comfort than the light. There is nothing here for all my doubts and fears, and at the...
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Jun 24, 20252 min read


Reflections of Sabotage
All there is at the end is an endless void, Where words that were never said lie still, Where broken dreams drift, abandoned hopes float,...
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Jun 24, 20251 min read


The Fear of Thriving
Of course! Here's your poem formatted properly with line breaks and spacing, but with no changes to your words: Wiping away tears because...
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Jun 24, 20251 min read


When the Fog Lifts
he fog of your doubt clouds my sight, blurring the world around me, heavy and thick, yet as fleeting as air you can’t breathe. The heart...
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The Dutiful Daughter
I played the role of the dutiful daughter, I dotted every "i" and crossed every "t." So then why did it have to be me? Why did I have to...
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Jun 24, 20251 min read


The Rabbit's Path: Through Thorn and Tide
The crimson petals shook gently in the wind, a brilliant glow that blinds the eye. They danced in a familiar way, leading me far upon a...
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