The world was moving on it's own,
The streets occupied with dreamers
Just like stars that filled up the night sky,
Everything was just so awesome.
Since hearts were beating for a reason,
No one was left out of the this divine plan,
Observing this village so closely,
It looked just like I have came out of my life.
Like my soul is outside, it's finally free,
The way the world I look at now is pretty,
I can see the hearts beating and dreams in the eyes of people,
It's beautiful, only I can't feel my heart beating.
Quite unsure if it's good or not.
But guess that's what is all matters,
When nothing of all this matters,
And everything are just memories.
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
