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Thijmen Sas Dec 2016
Lopend over een weg,
in de ochtend mist.
Weg van het verleden,
die langzaam vervaagt in de mist.
Langs de plassen water,
die als een spiegel je jezelf laat reflecteren.

Op naar de toekomst ,
het pad dat opdoemt uit de mist.

De weg als metafoor
voor het leven
  Dec 2016 Thijmen Sas
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A
L
L
I
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that’s what i feel.
that’s what i’ve always felt.
like i was
falling
O
U
T
of a plane.
free falling , hoping the ground would be my knight in shining armor
and catch me.
i feel like i’ve been knocked off
O
F
my guard. i’m confused.
who are you?
who is “me”?
what are we?
are we in
L
O
V
E**
?
and if so, why does it feel
like this?
like i can’t catch my breath?
like i’m drowning?
like i’m dying?
what is this “love”?
and why does it hurt?
I've fallen out of of love with the love of my life. Read "Slowly" for more detail.
Thijmen Sas Jun 2016
We're losing colors and fade away
with the wind and the sound of silence
And everything we were is gone
out of the bigger picture
We're fading away
Fading away

— The End —