Gather it all while you still can,
Days are flying you by
Die tomorrow said the wise man
Life is just a big lie
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Playing With Words
PoesíaJust some poetry and stuff: The words of a young adult with too many thoughts. It might suck, but I don't care. These are my own, sincere words; There is no right and wrong, as they constantly wander through spheres of whom they belong. This is me...
