I wonder if our therapists tell us the same...
And we go out there and do it all again...
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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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- The loving feeling
- I'm the dying, condemned one; with no future or p...
- Did I live or saw too much?
- May as Well - Angel Olsen
- Are you even aware of how much I miss you?
- In your arms
- I wonder if our therapists tell us the same...And...
- How do you forgive yourself for being an idiotic f...
- To Love is simple (?)
- And you can't even care about me ...
- That's All I Ask - Jeff Buckley
- Each day you are the only one and everything that ...
- Everyone says the sun and the moon can't be togeth...
- Garden of Trust
- Now that time is running outI'm sure I did everyt...
- Can you believe that I miss telling you that I lo...
- Belonging
- One can't burn forever,I'm burning out...(adrenal...
- Deep and Wide
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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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