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- dreamsasreality
- 7. Okt. 2015
- 1 Min. Lesezeit
The colours of the future, 04.Oct.2015
I lost my head over a teenage dream disguised of innocence and it turned out to be bittersweet, I kept on waiting for your mind to be made up but I could not keep on eating alone. The skin of my face fell in little pieces in front of the mirror and I am still not able to see my reflection when I am alone. I kept on walking intoxicated with your presence until I could’t move anymore. I lead a life of hope and I no longer feel my toes. I can not keep on moving on the same direction, I stopped seeing the light a long time ago.
