The title would not leave my mind until I made it the title of this poem..
Non stop thoughts,
Always the feeling of missing someone,
At work doing something important,
At home chatting,
At the bus on my way somewhere,
Even in my dreams,
Brought down by this,
Trying to get control of it,
Lost in my museum of inner space,
Like a delicate piece of art desolved,
Not making any sense whatsoever to myself..
Poetry by Alexander
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Written on 2006-08-26 at 01:15
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Not a single second goes by,Non stop thoughts,
Always the feeling of missing someone,
At work doing something important,
At home chatting,
At the bus on my way somewhere,
Even in my dreams,
Brought down by this,
Trying to get control of it,
Lost in my museum of inner space,
Like a delicate piece of art desolved,
Not making any sense whatsoever to myself..
Poetry by Alexander
Read 655 times
Written on 2006-08-26 at 01:15
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