The thought of you keeps me awake... like a deep burden that forever hunts my soul... dragging me through this dessert of loneliness... without the possibility of ever feeling your touch...
My eyes don't seem to rest... like a vulture, following the smell of death... without knowing it is I who is already dead... without him, who left...
Running in circles in a labyrinth of uncertainty... trying to find a way out... or to be killed by the Minotaur... just to find an end to this horrible eternity...
Sept. 21, 2010
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