A scream, a cut
A secret bliss
A heartbreak, a too late
The girl you miss
A cry for help
So calm and quiet
A call you missed
Now there's a riot
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Dark Daydreams
PoesíaThese are poems from the darkest areas of my mind. If they disturb you I'm sorry. It's better me let them out then hold them in. If you hold something in too long it begins to control you. So I'm letting it out. Completed from my feeling a lot bette...
