The sky is so clear.
I've been staring at the stars
for seems too far.
I finally decide to choose
what it is I desire and long.
My insides cry
with joy
with grief.
I die again,
no more thief.
Just to be reborn,
and my minds a new
once again.
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GIVE YOURSELF A TRY
PoesíaMy poems might not rhyme completely but you'll feel what I felt as I wrote each word. Based on things that I have went through in my life. Writing is basically therapy to me, so keep it close it your heart. There is a lot about love, overcoming tra...
