Night

Once again
night shifts
howls of silence
eyes that can’t be shelters
horrors through my mind
and I can’t help myself

I feel it burning
I feel it chasing
I feel that I’m losing

I’m aware that I’m not perfect
but goddamn how fucking broken
I’ve become

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Gabriel Bernardo
Gabriel Bernardo

Written by Gabriel Bernardo

eu chamo de poesia, mas chame do que quiser.

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