a light flicks
a vision so bright
single in between others
it's unique lightthe only record
inside of your heart
the only one
if you don't show your cardso fragile it is
it's existence
so easy to erase
when the anger is tensethe memory
you keep so keen
will be lost
to never again be seenthey have said
a man dies twice
once his body
and once his tracebut everyday
a little you flakes off
do you remember yesterdays
yesterdays wars
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Talking heart
PoesieTransferring my thoughts in form of poetry. To understand myself, probably, maybe.