On the day my life is getting full...
My emptiness will fly away...
But the thing that I am missing away...
Is the feeling you gave me that day...
To walk away from a guilty past...
I'm washing out my memory field...
When I stare at that faded field...
My guilty run out from my heart ...
Sleeping with my teary eyes...
Your shadow reflects in my mind...
My heart is fighting for the urge...
Over again and over again...
Little things that made my chance...
Burnt in front of my eyes...
I'm looking for a real fate...
Within the rest of fake life...
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MY WORLD
PoesíaEveryone looks at the world differently. But sadness, happiness, love, hatred, loneliness, loneliness, we all enjoy or suffer. This is how I see the world through poetry.
