Category : Poems

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Let these hours pass,
  Let death run towards my life.
  Let them think they are right, 
  I am too tired to start the fight.

 I don't even feel
  The warmth of my body,
  And the words I want to say
  Are well hidden inside me.

  It's like I'm drowning with my own air,
  Let time pass in its own way.
  I will find the way out,
  Let time pass with the clock.