Everything is temporary.
First it's all there and everything is fine but then with one word everything turns and falls. Not only on the outside but also on the inside. It's like a summer day that turns into a thunder storm.
There wasn't even time to say goodbye.
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Some fucked up poetry
PoesíaI try to express my feelings and my life in some shitty poetry. Sometimes it helps to clear my mind. I know it's not so good but I thought it would be a good idea to keep it all together. well yea.. enjoy a moment in my messy mind and broken hear...
