Deep down
In the basement
Of the brain
Where I swim
In an ocean
Of Ideas
Dreams
Hopes
Disappointments
Expectations
Feelings
Emotions
Knowledge
Prejudice
Self pitty
Self love
Self esteem
Self respect
Lays the ego...
That evil
Part of me
That hacks me
Sometimes
And makes me
Who I am....
No worries
You too have one!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
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