I dreamt of you last night I don't remember any of it but I know you were there
It doesn't matter how I begin my poems because by the end they are all about you
Let someone love you just the way you are as flawed as you might be as unattractive as you sometimes feel and as unaccomplished as you think you are
There is no great genius without some touch of madness
Maybe part of loving is learning to let go
Do your thing do it unapologetically don't be discouraged by criticism you probably already know what they're going to say pay no mind to the fear of failure it's far more valuable than success
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