They come.
I saw them at dawn, and I want to welcome them,
I saw them coming wrapped in rain,
the one that deceived me,
that forced me to stay
in this place.
YOU ARE READING
When I close my door
PoetryI dedicate this work to all the friends who are left in the heart. To all those who love me. In When I close my door, a social interest and a renunciation for the sake of communication is explicit, the subject destroys his exterior, recomposes himse...
I SEE WHAT NO ONE SEES
They come.
I saw them at dawn, and I want to welcome them,
I saw them coming wrapped in rain,
the one that deceived me,
that forced me to stay
in this place.
