mercredi 8 décembre 2010

bumping into myself

This morning i kicked my heart inadvertently, i didn't see it has fallen down on the dirty tarmac, all absorbed i was by the tale of the purest lake with emerald shimmers, i winced and turned my head to see the poor thing trembling, trying to hide itself in a shady corner, ruffled in confusion, lost in the noise and thunder of people galloping close, so small, who could see it, dying in indifference, maybe the next inattentive idiot or cruel girl will finally end the misery of this sick heart by walking onto it, ...inadvertently.

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