Category : Poems

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I can't bring my mind and my heart 
 To the same place. 
  Everything I lived turned into memories,
    And then come the regrets.

  As cold as I am, 
I've never been.
 My skin is made of salt, 
 Or salt is made of my skin,
 Is made of my tears. 

 My mind and heart cannot agree,
  My feelings cannot be lived 
 Beautifully and freely.

  I walked hundreds of streets
  Just to get to a bar, 
  To drink a cold beer with my girlfriend,
    Or to seek the company of someone like me. 

  But my heart can't control 
 My own heavy thoughts, 
 Out of the blue I start to feel alone... 
   Among my family and friends.