In the middle of the night,
I go back to that bed in the white room
where fear filled me, and death watched me.
I was so fucking terrified.
But then I heard your voice,
and i fell asleep.
When you received that call, were you even scared?
I really thought you were going to lose me.
And you did.

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(H) Arts
PoetryQuase um cofre poético. Deposito de frases. Leitor, cuidado, conteúdo frágil. Alguns sentimentos deram duro para construí-las.