As I take a shower, the water masks my tears, my anxiety and panic and all my different fears, but as I start to wash, the tears they go away, the panic and my sins, get lost for another day, I finish up and step out and my smile shall shine bright, as I get ready for peace and happiness from the morning till the night
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poems of the past
Poesíapoems I've come up with from my past and my present that I shall present on display
