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Middle-Aged 18-Year-Old
Middle-Aged 18-Year-Old
Middle-Aged 18-Year-Old
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Middle-Aged 18-Year-Old

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A series of poems that essentially document my view of the world as a teenager with a few pieces that reflect how i see the world today. a journey of growth and epiphanies. The release of this book serves as a marker for my 30th birthday and a promise i made to myself years ago to complete and publish it. I appreciate everyone who supports this dream of mine, but truly the real victory is throwing caution to the wind and just finishing what i started. Thanks for reading and i wish you all the best life has to offer...you deserve it.
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PublisherBookBaby
Release dateSep 12, 2018
ISBN9781543948363
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    Middle-Aged 18-Year-Old - Leontre Feyona Williams

    Middle-Aged 18-Year-Old

    Copyright© 2018 by Leontre  F. Williams

    Cover artwork by Leontre Williams

    eBook ISBN 978-1-54394-836-3

    Contents

    INTRODUCTION

    Note to reader

    Note to self

    PROLOGUE

    BUTTERFLY

    FOR REDEMPTION

    STAREDOWN

    A BOY

    BABY

    ONLY CHILD

    MOMMY, DON’T CRY NOW

    HER SHADOW

    NOBODY KNOWS

    HELPLESS OR USELESS

    I AM

    SWEET, SWEET OBLIVION

    ANOTHER STANZA DEDICATED TO LOVE

    I DO

    FLOWER FOR THOUGHT

    I LOVE

    RE-MEETING YOU

    I KNOW YOU THINK YOU LOVED ME

    KING THINGS

    NO OTHER MAN

    BOXES

    LUCKY BASTARD

    JUST ANOTHER FACE

    POISON IN THE FLOWERBED

    JUST WONDERING

    BUT I’M OK NOW

    TOUGH LOVE

    BITTER-SWEET LULLABY

    LAST NIGHT

    YOU (THOUGHTS)

    SELASSIE’S DAUGHTER

    CONCLUSIONS

    BEGINNING TO END

    BLACK

    ON A GOOD DAY

    TODAY YOU DIE

    HARD LIFE, HEAVEN BOUND, FREEDOM SONG

    I EXIST (therefore I’m perfect)

    MIDDLE-AGED EIGHTEEN-YEAR-OLD

    EPILOGUE

    About the Author

    For Natz

    Nathalia Pavan Francis

    June 26, 1985- June 11, 2018

    You are everywhere:

    Like a stain,

    A beautiful stain of peonies and sunshine

    Lingering in everything and one you touched

    You are everywhere.

    He says you still inspire him, you made him feel like he could do anything and be the best, he feels so lost without you, but he thinks of what you would do or say because you were the best part of him.  He misses you love, oh, how he misses you. Your Kurth and Gio will always love you.  Don’t worry though, we will take care of them, love them and support them. Kiss Chloe for us.

    Thank You

    God

    I get that you love me, but all this favor, all these blessings…how can I ever be worthy?

    Darnell, Luca and Lyanna

    You are my heart.  My Reason.

    My parents

    Dennis and Evette

    Thank you for believing I was something special from day one,

    That belief has fueled my every step.

    Natz

    Losing you has left me with a need to fill this void with greatness, as much as knowing you inspired me in so many ways.

    INTRODUCTION

    As the title suggests I wrote most of these poems when I was young and inexperienced, with a pretty narrow view of the world.  While compiling much of the older pieces with my more recent ones I was tempted to edit all of the things that showed my youth or ignorance but decided against it.  Without looking back there is no true measure of growth.  In so many ways I was mature for my age and able to express myself beyond what my years or limited experience should have allowed, but if I am to embrace and celebrate that, I also have to embrace the innocence that also was me.  I struggled with how open I wanted to be…knowing my words would be open to interpretation and often misunderstood…knowing that readers would assume which works were my personal experience and disregard the art, the imagination, the empathy that drove me to write even things I knew nothing about in so many of the pieces.  Since I can’t let fear dictate my life or life story, here you have it; the world through the eyes of a Middle Aged 18-Year-Old.  So, as you embark on the journey to meet the girl and grow with her; enjoy the time travel, allow yourself to see things as she did, from her unique perspective.

    Note to reader

    Sometimes we get so lost searching for the light that we forget our light is guiding others…don’t stray from the path or get distracted by what is going on around you…be the beautiful change, be the beacon of hope…and no matter what…NEVER forget…you are important,

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