sometimes
i wonder why am i here
why was i born
and i think about the bad moments in my life
when i was in pain
then i think about the happy ones
and i think about how I got through them
i don't know what's the reason
for me is enough knowing there is a reason
and that gives me power to live a little more
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the art of life
Poesíafalling in love is like becoming a new person. everything seems either beautiful or ugly. or all of it. because love can make you feel both.
