Beginning life by being an orphan is not the best start. I used to be filled with hatred. Maybe I still am. No attachment to life. No one to welcome me home. This is a good reason to be angry against life.
I was into the sale of illegal goods. A little traffic. Some will say that I have gone wrong. This must be the same people who say that justice is fair. I was just trying to survive in this world.
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Black Rose
PoetryOur first time made me feel like I was tasting a forbidden fruit. The company of stars and the moon as witness, that night lasted an eternity. And I knew at that moment how it feels to be at home. She deserved better than me. But she chose to stay...
