poem

I hate to love you

I love you so madly
and harshly
sorry for your bruises
i just couldn´t help myself even in those beautiful mindful cruises
why i hit you?
because i love you….

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

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doubt me

I know what I can do and what I can´t do,
hear that you?
Now I write, finally, it always have been my passion
obsession
confusion
delusion
and,
get this writing thing right with years,
probably went rogue and off road, at most time in my life.
I´ll get to it,
doubt me.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.