Category : Poems

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My life is a myth, 
I will bury it when I leave.
The dew on your cheeks are my tears, 
I cover them with my kiss. 

 I am living the consequences of my actions,
 I chose the wrong direction, 
But my road is of no return, 
See you late or... in between. 

 My life is like a race but I don't win it
 From the back seat I can see better,
What others are doing,
And what they are talking about me,
They don't know many things.