In those days,
thoughts are my worst enemy
and my best ally
Never felt more alive during those hours
Every minutes are yours,
but for a split second I believed we were lovers
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End at 4am
PoésieA lot of thoughts growing in my mind every nights The results of this, my insomnia that usually end at 4am So, I decided to start poetry Be free to see, feel and understand what you want through out my poems NB: Please, don't take my poems without...
