събота, 17 януари 2026 г.

Memories

 Memories sting like wildfire

And they hurt me deeply

No one is there to tell me

How to put the fire away

Waiting for a sign to tell me

What to do

In this rotten world

Full of bad people without conscious

Memories pierce through me

Like thousand needles

And indeed I can`t go on like this


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