heavy eyes as smoke which came out from my langs
millions of people passing by and I ask myself if they care
I reach to some point where I know that some day I will disappear
shoes I chose and money which I lose
I don't care
love in the air and for this reason I'm here
one moment
lost control
let the ecstasy go
and I'm here
wasn't born yesterday
I see the pleasure and I feel the pain
brown eyes and this chocolate skin
let my taste that.
Can you be my last sin?
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Vastness Of Secrets
PoetryI wanted to dedicate this work to person who showed me beautiful world of words.You know who you are. As soon as you open this book,I hope you will feel like you took closer look into my mind and my heart. Although I'm still beginner but I guess you...
