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I ain’t a Saint.

I give you hope, for what?
I make you smile, for what?
You don’t know my darker side
You don’t know how I turn
When I turn, I ain’t a saint
I ain’t a monster. I’m just a human
With needs, no ethics, no legality
Just a filthy animal who is social
When I turn, I ain’t a saint
Don’t think about me so much
You’ll destroy your purity
Just retain it and return, because
When I turn, I ain’t a saint
I love, I cry, I shout, I laugh, but
To make you believe, I’m among you
But I ain’t among you, I’m a sinner
I’m a sinner, who has sinned to love
When I turn, I ain’t a saint.

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Poetry

Traveller of eternity

There is no rule to stop
As there is no rule for breathing
I breath, I travel, I make mistakes
But the things make me listen to them
They are just there waiting to be heard
I hear their sobs of longing
They yearn to be not things anymore
They wish to have hearts again
To love, what they once loved
To break them, so that they can feel pain
But can they? No one knows
As there is no rule of breathing
There is no rule to stop
And not be traveller of eternity