It's like seeing you,
-but do not know who you are-
Because you are not the same.
He could touch me that night,
"touch my soul, I mean
that.
You look but not see,
to that ...
VEO,
a body that breathes, the image
past was reality.
Reality is now emptied of everything
pathetic and full of feelings,
DEATH fills you breathe in the distance, and so close-
feel and
HATE LOVE both .
I get confused, I'm confused.
I can only kneel, surround yourself slowly.
Treat,
just try, that tremble not so much ...
fear and tremble with fear
impotence
Damn
impotence.
and my tears, and yours
what was
it will not be what it is.
slowly dies.
(images devian art) Roxana
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