Another Roozemond

Moments

We talk, but what do we say?

Moments when you don’t know what you’re feeling

Moments  when you don’t know what you’re seeking

A feeling you can’t explain

A feeling you can’t extirpate

We listen, but what do we hear?

Words that are stuck in my head

Words that I wished I have said.

Melancholic because im to late

Melancholic because time does not wait

We live, but are we alive?

 Fear for the unknown

Feared to be overthrown

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