samedi 21 avril 2012

Pure Illusion

Last time he felt like this was 1 year ago. Cold heart taking all the space among his organs. From red to white. Not to mention the bitter taste in his mouth, all he wanted was to make of that as natural as a breath, I guess those things don't exist. Why it always has to come with loads of confusion and discussion? And why do we always end up saying the most terrible words? Like from one minute to another we became enemies fighting for the peace of an imaginary country.
And her mouth just said sad words, disgusting words, blessing words. Every time they had a problem her mouth was like a dragon spiting fire all over him, like he wasn't even there. And so their bodies went on fire several times, until their ashes decided to fly away.
It's not their fault others said, they are only two lost souls trying to love and be loved. And he could hear his owns tears while thinking they wouldn't be together as he once thought.

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