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Audrey De Leon

Well, I'm sure that we can all agree that we are all here to display our creative endeavors. I so happen to have a passion to write, to explore the conscious, to embrace emotion, and to dictate it to the world through the power of the written word. I dont want to seem presumptuous, but I'm here to write and be faithful to the "idea" at which might be at your expense, so please, read with caution and discretion. My name is Audrey De Leon and I was born in Los Angeles, California in 1988. Acutely, I was raised in Sun Valley/Burbank which are small neighboring cities within the Postal of Los Angeles. I'm an amateur/freelance writer searching for any opportunity to expand and nurture this self proclaimed talent. Nineteen years in this world just seem to not justify any claim nor remark, so I will patiently wait to enrich and evidently prove this theory that I can be successful through writting. I must say that I dont define "success" by the modern day standard. My success is accomplished through the ponder of an audience, or through the enlightment of one. I have a very supportive family, an amazing group of friends, and a wide spread of acquaintances that feed the fury in my passion every single day. I plan to one day be able to explore and conquer the world and bring it alive to those around me through ink and paper.

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::: Modern Romance Part One :::

I speak my peace to the conscience that bares to pretend to listen. Scattered islands of kisses once said the thumping bunny, Now the shattered pieces of my heart are scattered islands across the ocean that only the thinning feed upon.

"The sun doesn’t set."

A black bird perched along the branches of my soul, but that bird has suddenly bloomed into a black swan that swims in the river of my veins. Ill sail to the moon to allow the rays of the sun to reflect upon every sense of being that reminds of my ignorance. Ignorance was once bliss, and now it's just a burden that lurks between the shadows of the same hands that constructed and destroyed. My eyes sink far back as I fly into the thought of love or despair. Both allow me to view only darkness, yet feel an intense rush of emotions that I have yet to name. Don’t hate me for who I was, Nor Love me for who I'm not. Being sorry is just an effort, and not ever the solution.

Written by: ~ Audrey De Leon

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