and i had lost myself into inner thoughts...

Inside my thoughts i realise how torn a part i am and
how humans can poison others humans day after day
Even knowing this they still need each other to live...
after all "happiness only real when shared" (Into the wild)
Ironic...
what all this thing of poison have about my insomnia ?
i'm not really sure... but maybe...no i don't know...
feelings are not supposed to be described...
i'm pretty sure that every one who tried failed...
and made only a faked feeling stimulated by situation
and brain beliefs in it... real feelings comes from "heart"
from moments lived, experienced not from a book...
try at least once to dive into the world
with everything u have and you will
experience real feelings...
but be careful feelings are treacherous
once installed its impossible to be completely
removed and nights of insomnia will probably find you.
therefore Vem sentar-te comigo, Lídia. (R.R.)
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