I spend all night looking at the stars and think how can something be so beautiful even in death?
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Elysian
PoesíaA collection of poetry, written by me because I suck at expressing my feelings normally so I write about them instead. Some maybe long others short, who knows at this point. Updated whenever I've written something.
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I spend all night looking at the stars and think how can something be so beautiful even in death?
