I have decided not to write poetry anymore
Just thoughts about
My passage through the world
As a wandering between
Heaven and hell
Being and nothingness
I am not a poet
But I know that
Poetry is born
Out of a labour
And the heart beats
In dark red
I am not a poet
But words
Always keep me away
From the gates of everlasting fire
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