When I hear about you; I think about regret.
When I hear from you; there is hope.
When I see you; I smile, but when you're gone, everything is destroyed.
How is it possible, that you have an effect on me?
Why is it that you make me weak?
You've torn me then shredded me to pieces.
Just like an avalanche, my crumbled heart keeps rolling.
If it's to be, let it be.
So shall my soul be tormented throughout eternity.
¡MI Diablo! ¡MI Bebe!
¡Yo Amor Tu!
02.06.19
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Non-FictionPoems..... About love, family hate. This book consists of poems. I've been writing from I was 9years old.
