life is a mystery
with little answer's
yet not knowing your fate
which destroy's us
thinking in the past
instead of the furture
'cause where scared
dewelling on the bad
instead of the good
hoping of death
forgot about life
without life, we couldn't live
then what do we got
leaving the one's we so called love
and life is all we got
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Original Sin
ŞiirThe trust is gone. The love is gone. Will the mysterious poet kill her lover Or live with seconds to spare
