juin 25, 2015

60 i do not write poetry

about how not to feel alone
and how you did not remain

about how the flowers dies in winter
and how to be ashamed again

specially this last one
about how the autumn is over

and the tiny species runs away
around the time we lost today

but the most important part
of all i dreamt before
is that we will never find a way out
to be stars in the daylight

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