How would awaken from a dream, watching the clock and realize they never had battery? The moment hits you right through your mind, who let out a scream that kills your ears, that breaks your self how would you feel? What perhaps never happened to you? Remembering and forgetting, two words so subtle that they can become your enemy.
What are you looking? that word becomes an intangible, thoughts dissolve your soul, consuming your thoughts. That moment is the perfect time to jump that puddle, that little dirty water full of sediment that holds your life. Passes
that, no turning back, never look up maybe ... you maybe a little rain fall and take you into the current.
What are you looking? that word becomes an intangible, thoughts dissolve your soul, consuming your thoughts. That moment is the perfect time to jump that puddle, that little dirty water full of sediment that holds your life. Passes
that, no turning back, never look up maybe ... you maybe a little rain fall and take you into the current.
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