One Day

I am protective of my tiny heart.
After all, my ego was shot.
Left are the scars,
memories of lovers left afar.

I ponder sometimes
what could have been.
I always know my dreams;
They never deliver the win.

But I only have one goal,
and it’s knowing myself more.
Maybe I will never achieve it.
Maybe one day I will succeed.

Parted ways with time,
Parted myself in two, for the last time.

Win, win, win.
Maybe you someday become like a delfin.

So on my day off I was chilling and illing, like the great villain… just letting time fly. And boy let me tell you that I cannot just let shit go. Years pass and the hatred flows.. DAMN. But anyway, have at it, one moment at a dime.

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