I close my eyes and I feel that hole. The same hole that I felt so many times that I have come to forget. A bottomless pit where I only run into NEPAD. And it's that dark silence, tasteless those tears, those words without noise that follows a deep black that I did not say anything because it has no plans to sunlight.
The mind, as always, is a nest of wires which forgot its origin. There is no force that can unravel. None at least that I can help. Again
cosmo feel the weight on my shoulders ... and I drown.
The mind, as always, is a nest of wires which forgot its origin. There is no force that can unravel. None at least that I can help. Again
cosmo feel the weight on my shoulders ... and I drown.
LE
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