It’s not hatred or cruelty
That would break my heart
I can stand all of it
No expectances
It’s kindness and warmth
That make me kneel
And pray for strength
Keeping my soul in your hands
As fi it were
The last autumn leaf
Your absence
So present
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Behind You ( FINALIZATĂ )
PoetryHating myself I just look for a reason, To escape from my mind prison, But I found nothing... just hate, And my heart is locked with a gate. I have no stories to tell, Just worries waiting for hell, My hope is falling down, And I look like a funny c...
