martedì 22 giugno 2010

I stayed there hours. Hours. Alone in the water. The music screaming in my head and i had no will to talk to you, to hear you fucking voice.
Alone during timeless hours in the water. To weak to move, to dry to cry. Dumb and naked.
I was alone in the water. Me. Those words. And the ilusion of my flesh ripped to pieces.

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