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"Life has a way of wearing you down, but you are stronger than the constraints demanded." Blackbird poetry

 This blog is for the broken, the depressed, the raw, the condemned, the quirky ones. Not here to scratch the surface, let us go deep. Let's talk about your nightmares,what makes you numb, what keeps you up at night, what makes you voiceless..talk about those tears you shed when no one is looking. I'm not going to sugar coat anything. Get to understand, real life "demons" people deal with and why not share your own story.This is where we talk UNFILTERED.

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