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I do not write about love

I have not found it yet

I do not write about death

It has not arrived yet

I do not write about my past

It should all be forgotten

I do not write about my future

I do not know what will happen

I do not write about dreams

They do not come true

I do not write about reality

Most of it is false

I do not write about lies

I prefer the truth

I do not write about truth

Because the world is full of lies

If I Die Tomorrow

If I die tomorrow

I will kiss you on your feet

and tell you that I forgive.

 

If I die tomorrow

I will look into your eyes

and tell you that the world

is not black and white.

 

If I die tomorrow

I will tell you to look outside

and see the trees,

the leaves,

the streets,

the children,

and I will tell you to open your heart

and smile at each one of them.

 

If I die tomorrow

I will tell you not to cry.

I am sure you will survive.

 

If I die tomorrow

I will tell you

that the power you seek

will mean nothing in the end.

 

If I die tomorrow

my only regrets

are the hatred I have harbored,

the unconscious words and deeds

I have gathered.

 

If I die tomorrow

I hope you forgive and forget.

I hope you take care of yourself

and people around you.

I hope you do not regret

putting me over the edge.

 

You are a part of me.

I am a part of you.

If I die tomorrow

I am sure you will die a little, too.