Category : Poems

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My mind goes behind,
My heartbeat goes ahead.
I remember fragments of my life
As if I were living them now.
My steps are uncertain,
As if I'm always waiting
For something bad to happen,
My life runs by itself.
My mind is the enemy
That wants to torture me,
Playing my thoughts in background,
Taking me into the same
Cold waves of memories...lived.