Deception by the nonsense paper publisher
DISAPPOINTING when the only expectation that matter is to be loved
EMPTINESS caused for not listing
CRYING without reasonable reason
EVASION of the more simple things in live
PLANNING the every day smile
TRICKING for more than three negative events a day
INTRANSIGENCE in refusing to be in the other side
OFFENSIVE with the people you love
NONSENSE appreciation of what really have sense
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Time was all for me, after more than 20 years of marriage I was alone again, looking to the world, walking on the streets, looking for a new beginning, a new job. I was petrified, my only company was my computer, the empty space, music, lyrics, poems, strangers on the vast html code, then I started writing just for fun. It is crazy, I am not a poet, no even close. English is not my first language and I am still learning it. But this, my friends, it is all I have now.
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