Tuesday, December 15, 2009

I Have No Armpit Hair




When a chapter of life ends, breaks up into thousands of butterflies, each carrying with it a hope, a fire, a part of your soul. You start losing. Slowly slips away your land and the air becomes difficult to breathe. You have lost everything and yet nothing. Continuing with the question 'why', without any response. Why? Andres whom? Why, why? Do you care? No. Fully know the feeling, and yet, you plunge into the unknown. The thought that you start to fall, lower in his eyes bothering you. But what use to be all for it and more if you pay for a second with tears of happiness? And what is the point of everything when you lose yourself? Trying to go back to the present, to throw it past a haina.Reusesti? He completed a fairy tale, but like any altul.Sfarsitul's full of contempt. No matter how you try you can not banish, perfume that's around you everywhere. Every particle of your body 'we' cry. Stop and forget it!


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