I am in isolation in my room.
Cold farewells and happy beginnings.
I am of spontaneous decisions,
Where my mind knows that they are wrong.
I am of lost dreams and endless dreams,
With a desire that never disappears.
I am of sadness and hate
Of pain and laughter
To fall apart and get up
I’m slow to trust but quick to forgive
I am of all my perfections and imperfections
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