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We were there,
On the very first seat, Right when all Hell erupted. A few seconds before, You collapsed on our bed, Staring outside the window. You said something was wrong With this morning breeze. You felt your body float, Taken hostage by a fear Violently visceral. I watched you in tears While your eyes turned red, While your lips were colored crimson. We were there. Now I'm left alone, Praying, cursing, immobile, Awaiting your soul to come home, Staring outside our window. [link] |
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February 10
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superb and very dramatic
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'Time / drunk and damp, / everything burning, / everything wet, / everything fine.' (Charles Bukowski)
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"You cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus."- Mark Twain
Click here to go to my Facebook... don't be a stranger!
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'Time / drunk and damp, / everything burning, / everything wet, / everything fine.' (Charles Bukowski)
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'Time / drunk and damp, / everything burning, / everything wet, / everything fine.' (Charles Bukowski)
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'Time / drunk and damp, / everything burning, / everything wet, / everything fine.' (Charles Bukowski)
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(To exw timhsei to thema!)
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'Time / drunk and damp, / everything burning, / everything wet, / everything fine.' (Charles Bukowski)
Poly wraia!
thnx gia thn epeksigish!
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