Category : Poems

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The woman who chooses to love me, 
Does not understand,
 That I am not made to love back,
 And I will disappear with time. 

 Loneliness is a kind of protection
 For my lonely blue soul, 
I like to be alone than surrounded by fake people,
 Who always come only when you feel good.

  I got burned by my big dreams, 
You can break the hourglass of time.
 I know death is around, 
The future is just a trap.