Category : Poems

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A kind of stranger with my own life, 
 What I wanted to stay left,
 And never came back.

I look at the future and see everything in black,
  Even in the past I can't go back,
 Because the dust covered my life behind. 
 Bad decisions brought me bad luck...

 But the sun has set...
 And left me some dreams to live.
 I hope to find my peace in one place,
 And something to believe in.