Youth's deceit

A Poem by A Bohemian Woman

short poem

How young and naïve am I,

if in chaos I touch the sky?

Buying hell for paradise,

burning every just advice?

© 2020 A Bohemian Woman

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Advices are mean to be burned. When I was younger I don't learn from advices of other people. I learn how their advices became ashes of emptiness.

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Added on May 2, 2020
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Tags: youth, truth, lies, deceit, life, experience, hell, paradise

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A Bohemian Woman

Bohemia, Czech Republic

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There's a room in a hotel in New York City, that shares our fate and deserves our pity. I don't want to remember it all, the promises I made if you just hold on. (Twin Skeleton's - FOB) I love .. more..

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