I was born a saint
But all I'll ever die as
Is a sinner.
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Black Coffee
Poesía"Normality is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly"- Anon. In life we tenderly bloom, slowly shrivel and then die like flowers. This small collection of poetry reveals human emotion from a number of different perspectives...
Tabula Rasa
I was born a saint
But all I'll ever die as
Is a sinner.
