vineri, 16 mai 2014
nothing? or there..
my disguise is ragged. i lost the form. i have no eyes. i have no hands ,can't touch anything. i lost the sense of smell. there is no nose on my face. i have no face. i would ask to hold my hand, but i don't have one. my skin is translucent, my blood is roaming free on the earth. one more step, one more drop, the last one. i would ask you to take my pulse.. take a shell from the sand. it's in there.
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