I'm gonna disappear
Until peace reaches out to me
I let the time pass by
Until it's time to leave
Days change nothing
I still wait for emptiness
Empty is my living
Nothing more or less
What comes to me
I probably act on my own
All alone I'm leaving
To build myself a home
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Written by the Wind
Thơ caIf things get too terrible to speak them out loud, that's when I start writing.. A compliation of my german and english poems. //Eine Zusammenstellung meiner deutschen und englischen Gedichte. Don't read it if you're easily triggered. These poems am...
