Fucking endless nights. Where all the bad shit that happened, comes. Where all the things that have never happen and will probably never occur, appear.
Sometimes I feel that my brain doesn't understand it's job, which is just "keep my body working properly" and that's it.
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Give Light to Dark Thoughts
PoetryWhen the heart bleeds and nothing can heal it, the only thing left to do is write. Thoughts are volatile, sometimes they are cruel and other times are kind, nevertheless both are needed. If the pain didn't exist no one would know what happiness feel...
