Category : Poems

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There are days that seem
 Like the longest nightmares
 With alcohol next to me
 And your last cigarette over my red mouth.  

There are words that resonate
 Like an echo in my ears
 But I pretend not to hear them,
 Even if you scream next to me to talk to you,
 You do not understand that dead souls 
Can no longer respond after being killed. 

I look at you with the same eyes
 Full of hatred that once swore love to you
 And that no one will break us more
 Than we have been broken in the past.

Rain of thoughts inside my bones,
 I cry for what will happen
 Even if I have not lived yet.