If it didn't mean anything,
why did it feel like everything?
Like everything fell in place,
just as it was destined to?
The world stopped spinning,
and it was just you and me?
If it was not more than an illusion,
why did it feel so real?
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Thoughts turned Words
PoetrySome late night thoughts, memories and feelings that turned into words. Most of these are written from my personal, very tragic life, however there are some inspired by friends, books and movies. Sometimes I even find old writings in a long forgotte...
