Winter in my heart
Comes with me to your summit,
Pales in your presence
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Rebekah M Montiel
Hi! I'm Rebekah.
I am a writer who wears many hats with an affection for fiction and horror. I'm filling my journals with horror poetry and shall be sharing it soon.
I also write about anger management and mental health.
I like cats. 🐈⬛
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