When I look at the stars I wonder if I should envy them
They look down on Earth
But half of them are already dead
And if the stars know about that
They have to be very mad
We still can see their friends
That are already dead
YOU ARE READING
Random thoughts pretending to be poems
PoesíaPoems written in post-covid era, when my writing style had suddenly changed a lot, significantly affected and inspired by Lana Del Rey's Violet book and her post-NFR albums and by other circumstances still unknown to me.
