sábado, 23 de mayo de 2020

Over and over

Never meant to
believe your
little boring drama,
whining anybody.
Wildly hitting
in the middle
of such a talkative lackness,
hidden in the row
of sentences and tired
of being ego after ego,
everyday all long life.
Just empty, I had had
immense patience in that
too much time for
so little unveiled.
Now there you are, just
as I could see from
the very beggining,
benefited from my doubts.

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