The year is almost over; embrace the loved ones by your side.
Having a united family is having infinite divinity.
We continuously complain and hate each other, acting like a bullet in Russian
roulette.
Having the privilege of laughing, traveling, discovering a world without caring
where you are—only with whom you wake up.
To share is to be grateful to be here.
To learn is to evolve in this sea without anchoring.
Recover from your anger and sorrows without regurgitating them again.
With just one honest person in a dishonest world, you have a throne, not a
glass chair.
About the Creator
Abyssalgroove
I am a poetry writer, I talk about many topics in my texts and always with a dark/gothic touch, it is my personal touch and my personal poems, also write songs, i play two guitars and i love art nntmu :)
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