Give me the fire
Let me burn it to my mind
I would leave the world, let me be
I'm just waiting for the word called peace
I know I wouldn't get it
But maybe that's the point of it
I couldn't know what to feel
I feel fake to feel
I change so frequently
That I lost some part of me
Maybe it is for the best of me
To not know what to plead
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THE CLOUDWALKER
Poesía𝐓𝐇𝐄 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...
