(...)
Everything that I have
Is what I don't want...
Everything that I can
Is still not enough...
Everything that I own
Is still I don't like...
Everything that I think
Is still not tough...
(,,,)
(...)
That I surrender
And wants to scream...
That I hate
And wants to crush...
That I anger
And wants to lose...
That I stop
And wants to shout...
(,,,)
(JR)
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Poetry of Dreams
Hear Me. See Me.
I can clearly hear you, Yet, I am deaf on my own, I can clearly see you, Yet, I am blind on my own. Deaf on my own voice, I only listen to...
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