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A Poem on Feeling Empty: Fading Supernova
I long for comfort perhaps an early grave. I burned my dreams for warmth only cold ashes remain. This hollow ache drifts on never fully belonging, never truly named. My soul, a fading supernova of wasted potential and lingering shame. Continue reading
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A Poem on ‘being normal’: False Crown
There is a new anger in me. It crept in slow, scraping away the thin shame that clung to me, grinding disbelief to the bone. The world’s lack of sentiment toward anything different sets me ablaze. I burn now, unyielding flames forged from relentless despair. The… Continue reading
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Announcing My First Poetry Collection: Whispers
I am thrilled to share that I am in the final stages of completing the manuscript for my first official poetry collection! It will be self-published with the title ‘Whispers’. This project has been a deeply personal journey for me, allowing me to explore and express… Continue reading
James Gale 