#Poetry:”The Anger Passes”.

The anger passes,

the fury,

you get tired

to be pissed off.

Then,

you have to let it all

flow on you.

In the end, you know,

not worth it,

go crazy.

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#Poetry:”Closed Doors”.

This is the English version of: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/06/22/poesiaporte-chiuse/

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I knock,

we knock.

To these closed doors.

Which most likely,

they will stay that way forever.

I knock,

or rather not, I’m far away,

because I know no one would answer.

But I keep knocking,

so much fear,

that what I loved,

that what was,

never comes back.

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