Ignore the Smoke
So, here we are...again...
Still standing here, looking into each others' eyes, still feeling all the depth of Their words...strong, indescribable moment, for which we were to be prepared from the very beginning...
Millions of different thoughts running through my head, filling my whole being with an unpleasant feeling of unease and nonsense...I can feel it growing inside; mixing with numerous questions; than everything altogether bursting into flames unexpectedly...finally leading me to the world of nothingness.
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...hours passing by...
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I tend to put my body close to yours...but you don't take any notice and keep talking, quickly and nervously...I can't understand why you are still trying to find a point in all that happens, while I am just standing on the wind, escaping from all this the only way I can...enjoying the shape of indifference created in my own head...
Still standing here, looking into each others' eyes, still feeling all the depth of Their words...strong, indescribable moment, for which we were to be prepared from the very beginning...
Millions of different thoughts running through my head, filling my whole being with an unpleasant feeling of unease and nonsense...I can feel it growing inside; mixing with numerous questions; than everything altogether bursting into flames unexpectedly...finally leading me to the world of nothingness.
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...hours passing by...
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I tend to put my body close to yours...but you don't take any notice and keep talking, quickly and nervously...I can't understand why you are still trying to find a point in all that happens, while I am just standing on the wind, escaping from all this the only way I can...enjoying the shape of indifference created in my own head...
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