Wrong clothes, white lips,
Pale face, my hair so long
The vehicle passes through a road I don’t know
They all looked at me like I’m a snow
In a desert full of dust, ashes, and bones
And I don’t know how far I’ll go
In this strange place I really don’t belong
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Piece of Me
PoesíaThis is my collection of poems and random thoughts. Do not distribute without the permission of the author. Comment, share, and vote! :D Thank you for reading! :)
