segunda-feira, 7 de março de 2011

Absolutely Nothing

to say today. Nothing that can be put in words.
Everything that can get through in this river of emotions that goes by every moment of everyday.
Sad, furious, upset, guilty. All sorts of beautiful stuff like this.
self-loathing and self-writhing.
writhing away with my thoughts
writhing away with my bruises and scratches
writing away long lost memories and longings

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