Ever been walking for a long time in a grassland, or been driving on a lonely stretch in the middle of the night? That is how my life feels like. I am walking alone on a path that holds more surprises than I can handle, my only friend is a pen that never stops bleeding...that is my poetry.
On the horizon the sun settled
As if to give them a minute to think
Like the way they say your life gives you a moment
To look back
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Perhaps it the way she smiled,
The way she curled her lips when she laughed
The cringles in her eyes when she was being crazy
The way her glare was always lazy
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A little laughter,
A dose of the freest medicine ever,
A smile,
Even for a while,
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This feeling inside is incomprehensible
The effect it has on me is un understandable
The consequences it brings are unavoidable
For this, you know you are responsible
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Hello beautiful
Wow! You caught my sight
Not now but yesterday
You were seated in a corner
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