The Last Ink Of The Journal Poem by Allian Bern Fuentes
The Last Ink Of The Journal
I saw my skin behind my shadow
Like a skeleton wrapped with miseries
After my vision
I opened my eyes with fear
But I can control my beating
As it slows my pendulum near
So when my games is over
Forget all my flaws and failures
Help them find the truth in my insides
And don't regret me
Keep me in your heart
And listen to it's tune
When you feel you're alone
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4/25/2024 6:33:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
sorry i'm just a kid :)