Hi there
Hello yes you
Do you hear that steady rithim?
Feel it in your bones?
It's the beating of a heart.
You never know for how long a heart will keep beating.
You know when it started, but not when it'll stop.
Every day might be the last day, the last day of blood running trough that vein.
The last day you hear that steady rithim
You feel it in your bones.
The beating of my heart.
Every beat could be my last.
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My weird poems
PoesíaThese are some poems i wrote. They are not very good but you can give it a try! Most of them might be a little sad... They might not be very good, but they written because i wanted to write them to put my old feelings down. This is old but i'm...
