Happiness is made of rainbow memories and then with time one of three things might happen: they turn grey, or black, or white.
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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
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- Happiness is made of rainbow memories and then wi...
- What am I doing? Just writing words to fit the fe...
- she had a heart with a hole of the size of texas ...
- 08.06.2017 Only a great poet knows that the word s...
- If it's not a spoiler, it's a teaser or preview ;)
- Just wanting peace, quiet, and being able to sleep...
- Separate the eyelids Set them apart as if they we...
- Can it be you and me against the world? No more b...
- Let Love consume you Till there's only skin of pas...
- Truth's Epitaph
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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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