I do not know if I have eyes open or closed, I have embedded the darkness in my soul. Black butterflies at the foot of my bed swaying to the beat of an expected death. The wind flutters the sheer curtains of my room. Night falls can you hear my cry? Screams holes flowing through my blood.
I feel like an animal against the headlights of a car. Contorts my body with an invisible string attached, I can not get rid of it.
butterflies flutter over my face. It is the language that can only feel pain, you can not see something beautiful in her inner world.
The moon's face is covered with black clouds to observe quietly.
I hear a violin in the distance, a sweet melody with me in this eternal night where I invited my final rush by crushing its wings in the form of applause. As scavengers waiting to feast.
As my tears soaked the pillow, I fall into a deep sleep where nothing is real on waking, nothing sadden my soul and I can get rid of the ropes around my freedom.
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