Take anything and everything you want from me.
The eyes I see you with, or even the ears I hear you from,
take both.
Take it all.
But leave me my mind,
that remembers the face and its expressions I fell for, every word you said in my memory.
Although if you took my mind,
maybe i'd sleep enough.
And maybe you'd be here, still with me.
My thoughts wouldn't have pushed you away,
hurt you,
accused you,
but God please not have abused you.
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Cafe Com Sangue
Puisifeeling and thinking my experiences, through poetry and short writings.
