Things will never be the Same

Things will never be the Same short poem

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It’s just the way the world spins
Things are never the same again
Once a heart is broken it is never the same
You can try and make those changes
Try to get it back as it was
But the people around you
You can’t control their heart
And that’s what we call the art of living
Now tell me are you the real you
How much did this world change you?

This poem is part of the Poetry Book Rain and Wind

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Srdjan Solkotovic

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Srdjan Solkotovic(Srđan Šolkotović) is a young aspiring author born on the 6th of January, 1993. Currently owner of The Writing Hut and literature student, a writer born in Serbia, raised by multinational parents (Serbian/Wallachian father and Romanian mother).The first time I was interested in writing was around the age of 12. It seemed fun to create worlds that people enjoyed to read about. Writers are amazing, creating with only pen and paper. Like playing god.Most of my works are of a poetic nature but I have written and published some erotica. Now I have a few projects that I will work on and I hope that you will enjoy reading them when they are finished.
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