cling to life with all the nails, that it is also dead, in some cases.
and I do not know how to tell the meaning of abyss I breathe in now, but.
I do not have the courage to imagine your face separate from the body, I do not have the courage to think about your thoughts at the end, at the very end, when it ran out of time.
to say why it died always lowers his voice.
and feel blue.
(some days I'm afraid of courage others)
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