Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
It hurts
Sometimes
To cut the ties
With what you love
Because
Your own sanity
Is at play
Like when a bird
Opens the. Cage
And flyes away
And yet
Opening those wings
Feels like freedom
And peace.
But still hurts...
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Shattered in pieces Over the cold dark floor Lays like a broken glass Red pieces of my broken heart I had it broken many times before And m...
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