My eyes are drowning into the sky,
I'm watching the stars now.
Each of them is one of my memories,
And the brightest are my true friends.
Those last ones are not a lot,
But are enough to make me smile.
The dark and somber sky,
With the joyful and bright stars,
Are so beautiful to wtach.
They remind me who I am,
I have my place among the world.
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Poems
Poetrysince i've wrote a couple of poems, i thought i could post it here, so you can read them and yes, they are in english -with some mistakes- and no, i won't translate them, i'm sorry ... alright, maybe i will if people like them and ask for a french v...
