It's like dying
Or maybe worse,
Because every night I feel like I'm dying
For start living again in the next morning.
Unabated.
È come morire.
O forse peggio,
Perché ogni notte mi sembra di morire
Per poi ricominciare a vivere di nuovo il mattino dopo.
Senza tregua.
Date: November 20 2017 at 02.04 am
Data: 20 novembre 2017 alle 02.04
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White pills #1
PoetryENG-ITA This is my first collection of poems, I'm not a writer, I just like to express myself in this way, hoping that someone will understand me and maybe even enjoy what I write Every poem will be wrote in both English and Italian Questa è la mia...
