петък, 13 март 2009 г.

Time

Before it was easy to sleep, now I cannot really grasp the mood of this time, it is erased completely. All that's left are scraps of memories. And I am not wiser, just numb and scared to feel again. There is a strange sensation that nothing is moving around and the screams in your head come out like gentle whispers. Can you just ...make this go away quickly, just to go away...now.

P.S. I meant to write about the ecosystems developing around garbage left on the street, but it will have to wait for a little while:))

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