These days I couldn't help but
wonder
Am I getting what I deserve? Or
just what I would need when
things get rough?
It's scary
To see people caring for me
without any reason
To see magic in friendships and
meets, to touch and exist in a
Different magical world
I can't help but question
Are these something give to me
Not cause I deserve them but
Because I'll need them when things go wrong?
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Candid Heartstrings
PoesíaThe candid beats of a heart The unfiltered voice inside That finally sets it's free Let me present a mere display of words Behind which, hides memories, anguish, fears, dreams and tears Let's have a view of The poetries I wrote for myself The quot...
