Dark leaves

Dark, toxic leaves, that come from those dark memories. Those that try to huddle up here with me, making me realize I should forget. How long does it take to make a decision? And to think again in that decision? How much time must pass until you've realized that is everything done? And how much [...]

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Desperate voices

In the middle of a storm I can observe, what life whispers behind my back. And as I see her turn her face away, I can see my world turning black.   Now I see the shy lightning bolts, appear in the middle of the gray. Looking directly at us.   Just under sinister sheets, the shackles for now quiet and [...]