Shadows are coming
When the sun hides,
You can fell the excitement
When darkness is calling.
At day, you saw mask every where
At night, they shows as themselves
So, watch out…
And keep your mind open
You will never see them coming.
Just close your eyes,
Feel the last warm light,
Breathe one more time,
And get ready for the night.
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Poetry. Fiction and memories: which is what?
PoésieAll my thoughts, everything I've lived and felt about it, are on this pages. Hope you enjoy it and feel identified with it. Obra registrada en safe creative, bajo el número de registro: 1411282612680 Todos lo derechos reservados.
