Blurry, blurry,
Flip life around
On its back
Now
What do you see?
Too many worn-out
Colors
Too many frozen in time
Grow, grow-
And everything might,
Maybe...
Become clear
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i believe this one was written july 27th, 2021. i like it :)
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The Unpublished Poems
PoesíaMore original poetry by me about life, struggle, hope, pain, good and bad. Anything that inspires me. None of these poems have ever been published before. "File:ORANGE Wattpad Horizontal Logo.jpg" by DesignStudio is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
