All was empty and silent
All that echoed was that made by the winds
My body was sprawled, I barely moved
I was frozen by a thought brought by time
I was only young
About to get stained by the dirt of reality
To be murdered by the monsters of despair
But at that moment
My head was already decapitated
By a vision that shook my whole body
A life of utter loneliness
Abstract figures, shadows of those who left
Imaginary lover; never to be felt love
Not a single hand to thaw thy heart frozen by time
I saw what would be and
All was empty and silent
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Stripped
Poesía"There's art in vulnerability There's beauty in being naked One can only be in its rawest form When not even flesh can hide the secrets from within" According to research, humans have six basic emotions. Stripped is a collection of poems that sho...
