The Measured Heart

Welcome to my bittersweet home. Where pain is love, the price of survival is identity, and true love feels illusory. I open wounds to write from within the paradox: who we are, who we pretend to be, and who we've learned to be.

By Just Kayla

· Launched a year ago

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“Definitely the most authentic and vulnerable poetry I have ever read!”...”

Ann Marie Steele, Fire and Fantasy