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Blood, Sweat and Tears Part One

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  • 112 páginas
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Why Blood, Sweat and Tears? When a heart is touched by the events of life, for example, the more unsavoury, those situations and words that rip one’s heart to shreds; then if you are a poet (or even if not) it seems to be a release, a form of written therapy, self expression which has to be employed. I call it “my poetical diary”. I gave up writing a diary years ago, mainly because of two reasons. One, to be so dedicated and disciplined to write an entry almost every day seemed just a bit too much. Two, some of my girlfriends actually tried to read my, so called, ‘secret thoughts’, which annoyed me greatly. In poetry I can keep a diary of sorts, without the fear of someone reading something I don’t wish them to read. Within this work I have compiled all those poems that I considered ‘fit’ into the category of the title; expressing, the hurts tears and fears of a wounded heart.

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Blood, Sweat and Tears Part One, MR Mark I Brislin

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Título
Blood, Sweat and Tears Part One
Subtítulo
Encased in Dust Book One
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Inglés
Formato
Tapa blanda
Páginas
112
ISBN10
1481928945
ISBN13
9781481928946
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Why Blood, Sweat and Tears? When a heart is touched by the events of life, for example, the more unsavoury, those situations and words that rip one’s heart to shreds; then if you are a poet (or even if not) it seems to be a release, a form of written therapy, self expression which has to be employed. I call it “my poetical diary”. I gave up writing a diary years ago, mainly because of two reasons. One, to be so dedicated and disciplined to write an entry almost every day seemed just a bit too much. Two, some of my girlfriends actually tried to read my, so called, ‘secret thoughts’, which annoyed me greatly. In poetry I can keep a diary of sorts, without the fear of someone reading something I don’t wish them to read. Within this work I have compiled all those poems that I considered ‘fit’ into the category of the title; expressing, the hurts tears and fears of a wounded heart.