Category : Poems

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The future really scares me, 
I don't want to be there.
  You tell me nice words,
 But I can't believe any of them.  

I go back to the past,
 The cold breeze of the present 
Makes me goosebumps. 
I don't remember anything I said, 
It was hard to forget. 

 I was happy for a short time, 
When I thought that every touch is made of love.
  I smiled often when I saw other lips
 Smiling at my words.  

I thought my thoughts could be right, 
I thought the world was not full of flaws.
  But the day turns into darkness 
And the light of night does not let me sleep,
 I got tired of trying to be loved
 By the wrong ones.