sexta-feira, 20 de outubro de 2017

Poema 199

Is it comfortable
The empty bed at night 
The space by your side 
The forgotten lullaby

Is it pleasurable 
With someone other 
Without her colors
With taste of sorrow

Is it happy
The nights at bars 
The girls without scars 
And home so far

Is it worth it 
The never happening embrace 
The never showed fate
The never knowing the mistake

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