In his name and for you
The nostalgia of the light in the pure darkness is like the nightmare of the last meeting, the indescribable endless bitterness, and in this middle the word “I” is meaningless. Hands, feet, eyes and ears!!! Maybe…Nazi had these too, what does it have to do with “me”!!! Remember it well! The beautiful Nazi with big eyes and a sad look and claws buried in each other, did not even bark at the time of my sorrows.
I still remember the tears in his moist eyes in June. I had gone to come back soon, but It didn’t happen… between ourselves…Never mind and the him stayed and also I stayed too.
Nostalgic-addiction in this sadness is the only memory of the time before now. Sorry that we gave the sun to the cold at a price smaller than “nothing” in the illusion of light. We were in the nest of hungry crows and we forgot that head-down was the sign of the way and we regretted that we became pregnant by vultures with all our hope; Let it pass and we gave it our all.
It is enough that “you” stay for us. And i …
And this story continues… stay with me.
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