I lay in the ruins of my life,
My life flashing before my eyes,
My eyes watering at the sight,
The site is ruined,
It could never be reused,
And maybe I can't be too.
I wish I could go back,
Conquer all my fears,
Overlook all my flaws,
Care about things that matter,
And maybe live a little longer. . .
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Pearls
PoesíaJust pearls, blossoms, Daisy's, diamonds, emeralds, topaz, rubies and pearls. Soft water drops, shinning stars, mountains filled with roses, and fields of wisteria that's what this poem book is all about. Cover made by the amazing @daisydotdoodles.
