I am searching for a literary agent who would assist me in publishing my poetry compilation if you know anyone please send me a message, including their contacts

Thank you

I sat on top of the world; everyone knew my name
Now I try to find my way back, all I know is shame

My cars; crashed into parties, everyone wanted to be in my fancy wear
Why didn’t I look up investing and insuring; now I don’t mind if its rag, please just give me something to wear

My name was held in high esteem, white line called to me from Whitney’s rear
She never came back for me, but watched as I derail

Day and Night, I looked up to Whiskey, it became my religion
Now at the altar in search of salvation from the true religion

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                   Kunbi Dia

You told me yourself that “little things to you matter”
Being around you I’ve unconsciously adapted that feeling when it comes to you.
You say these things and the side of my brain that usually never gets what it wants is being feed.
Building emotions on the words you say
Building emotions on originally empty words
You don’t do drugs but you parade it around an addict .
You are very aware I’m trying to dispose of my feelings for you.
Seeing you the way you see me
But you make it difficult every time you call out with “psst”
I don’t want to lose you, that is one awful big mistake.
I hope you get past your shyness and let me in
Or maybe... maybe you are just afraid you might lose me when you really open up on how you really feel.
I really wish you’ll stop playing games even when deep down I feel you enjoy it.
So talk to me or make my coping mechanism easy for me
Pal


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                                Kunbi_dia