We've just become two sad little creatures, haven't we? Do we loathe ourselves that much? Can it pass, ever? Will we have that time?
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Poetry and thoughts, many times darkened due the shadows of reality. I've published a book with love poems: https://www.amazon.com/Love-Compilation-selected-poetry-greatest/dp/B09WYVJQQ2 @soniacostacampos
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- We've just become two sad little creatures, haven...
- A kind of tenderness
- This year's sum up motos
- Rather be a used to be than a wannabe.
- You’re carrying so much… and you’re right, walkin...
- 'There's no something without nothing.' I'm nothi...
- Everyone is dying Everyone is starving Do men kno...
- heartbreak stuck in the anterior cingulate cortex...
- Europe's burning, understanding why
- bruised, battered, gaslighted, ghosted, healing f...
- I fell in love with you and you broke my heart kn...
- real strength is being vulnerable and honest with...
- nice2have crossed w u, got me 2know the monster i...
- There's nothing in this world that will end this ...
- His shadow still haunts meKeeps my mind in shackl...
- Bond, Trauma Bond
- formatted to overlove because of not having love ...
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Outros meus sítios / My other places:
Blog of poetry in Portuguese - www.poesiadodesassossego.blogspot.com
Blog about Culture and Society - www.siccc.blogspot.com
Blog of tales - www.projectdecember2008.blogspot.com
Blog about Culture and Society - www.siccc.blogspot.com
Blog of tales - www.projectdecember2008.blogspot.com
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