I am becoming the night
that I feared the most
the one that I hided
so well from...
it is catching up with me
and has become my shadow
is not leaving me alone
no matter how far I run...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
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Our Stories
We are build up of little stories, experiences that all together craft and make sense of our lives. Like a fragile spiderweb, we work on it...
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Flowers to celebrate me To brighten my heart with the colors of life! April flowers for a flower...
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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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It hurts Sometimes To cut the ties With what you love Because Your own sanity Is at play It hurts Like when a bird Opens the. Cage And flye...
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