I have fear
fear is strength 
and weakness 
I have my rest
in agony
Haunted by
memories 
from a past
life that 
i do not
remember
but suffer from
The waves hits the shore
no guilt involved 
but they still hits the shore

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I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts and the world ends. The winter is here and is so cold...

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Posted in #blogg100, April 2014, Black, Poem, Poetry

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