It's one of these damn sleepless nights,
so I stay awake and write about passed times.
I've been had for a few times,
and told myself many lies.
Lies about my life,
lies 'bout what I perceived to be right,
lies about wrong things
that later like curses, on a strange date, came true.
But mainly these lies were about you.
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Nice poem. Beautiful expression. great write! Feel free to rate and comment to my poems as well thanks.
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I would like to translate this poem
die ersten beiden verse gefallen mir am besten :)