The day I died
The day I cried
The day I was born..
All the days seem to be an illusion.
Surrounded by my thoughts
I'm afraid to make any wrong decision.
Feeling like a decorated mist
I wish I could put...
In my life,
A little plot twist...
Something I wanted
Something I crave.
When I felt I didn't have any worth,
I tried to find the purpose
It was the day I began the search.
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Poesía"Trying to find the answer Being all lost Trying to fall in love with life Just to understand what's life." We wonder about life sometimes... We want to understand what's life and why are we a part of universe...Here is a collection of poetry whic...
