Without Her
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Category : Poems
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The rain from the clouds reaches my brown eyes,My lips from fear hide their laughter.I remember fragments of dreams,I don't know who I am without love.Bones made of ashes,Feelings made of smoke.Dust in the skin,Mud over boots.I remember everything I lived,I don't smile at bad jokes or fake news.Music gives me a state of finding myselfThrough lyrics... wondering...Do I really want to live like thisUntil the end of my heartbeat? Without her?
