This poem was one of the most sentimental ones I've ever written, yesterday I had a complicated day and I was sad about it, so I imagined a lot of things, like drowning in bad and sad ideas, that sometimes hell isn't even fire, it's water where we drown in negative thoughts and that also at the end of life or a story, we usually have a quick glimpse of what we could have done differently or how we could have lived differently. Thank you so much for the support! 🙏
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