Blac Waves
Where these black waves come
they fill my thoughts
so complete,
and make all seem so desperate,
like there is no future,
like all the hope is gone,
all hope to find happiness
to feel complete
feel joy and happiness.
maybe i am just stupid kid
who beleaves too deep
that happiness in life
is all that matters
no matter for money
no matter for jewelry
or fancy house,
just happiness inside.
-sanja-
poem by Sanja Sarinda
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