Bad Life Read Count : 112

Category : Poems

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This sky cries sometimes the same tears
Which flow from the cheeks.

Following the same route,
I am at the door of your house,
Still not open to my regrets
And the bad life we ​​both had before.

  The sea is bitter and salty
Like the pain of this break up.
  My breath is guided by death
To the grave of my dead heart,
Bad life we ​​both had before...

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  • Apr 03, 2023

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