Category : Poems

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We're going too fast.

  We never get enough...

We never get enough rest. 

Out of everything they have, 

We want to have.
The heart goes through

 The phases of the moon,

 The eclipse of the feelings

 Changes the meaning of love.  
We rush to nowhere, 

We don't know what others are looking for 

But we want to have it for our ego before them.

We rush to nowhere, 

We're going too fast,

The heart beats faster

 Than our steps the ground.