Be

Be by Lucero

 

Is it possible that everything we had

just vanished like the traces of many stars?

We both made mistakes, but our life decisions

just made me want to stop our collisions.

 

I just know that you are not who you claim to be.

stop trying to be someone else, and just set yourself free.

 

Stop making everybody content

because one day everything will just ascent

into a catastrophe that you will not be able to take.

This barbarously jocular planet

will only have our presence once in a lifetime.

Make the best out of it: be thee.

 
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