I feel that this life of mine, I'm only here to suffer as atonement for the previous life. Only pain and misery. Feels like I can't have anything more.
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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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- You're
- Oh but it did start and it went awfully and ended...
- To live and to die without you
- Did you really not love me at all?
- Artificial love
- Abandonment
- Setting Sun - Pearl Jam
- In this life
- You gave me life
- All this time
- "no coward soul is mine",tell me my love, was it ...
- I wish for something unnamed never spoken ofa kin...
- The main reason I don't like people anymore
- Love is a losing game
- It just occurred to me that maybe all my friends ...
- I don't have to believe it, because if I really a...
- How to react
- unrepairable, is it?
- Too late
- Take me to church
- When you get to think about it, you just see as i...
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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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