Everything I touch
It turns to trash
Living always by your mouth
It's not ideal to make a cash
You opened your fiery lips
Now I'm buried in your thoughts deep
A decade of loneliness
Years full of tests
If I'm sad then I frown
If I'm happy then I'm drowned
If I not wearing a crown
I'm going eternally down
A carnation at peace
Everyone is getting ready to throw a fists
One of the ten commandments in your wrists
Asking God if I'm eternity at risk
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THE CLOUDWALKER
Poesia𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧) - Living in my own words is better than to suffer your world. "THE CLOUDWALKER" is a collection of poems about the feeling of not belonging to the world, feeling of being trapped in the past, presen...
