My Hand Is A Little Swollen After A Punch

cold

set in the dark is reminiscent it takes to take shape, but in the end there.

If it could be real What would you be?

All the while, all I saw and I saw.
sometimes
I notice them.

and sometimes not.



but I have frozen hands, I look and I absorb this force
and smoker's cough, and this inconsistency
yells


and what I write.

because there is more. Time is a constant troubled
know
The trouble is that not know you anymore

The good news is the cold and snow that refuses to snow.


takes you home tonight.

and look at me ... when you do not see me.

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El Transcurrir de la Mirada

The thick and heavy dark down to hell, he took her in his arms and dark as transparent.

All eyes followed him into a vortex of fear and desolation of her body was just a strain on the density of the days, he was seen through those eyes and eyes that haunted him were the dislocated transparent and I felt the terror and hunger, his blood became pop the languid heart pumping and crushing. "Others are looking at me ... others just want to watch us play ... we will not make you hurt ... you know I want to ... kill ... they are watching you ... just want to play with you. .. you'll hurt ... just want to love ... kill you only play to love you and kill you ... just play to kill you as you want ... They are watching you ... 're young ... they want you on your game ... will not harm us ... let's play. "

Darkness strokes apart in fearful and strong, and could not continue ... ran and walked the furtive space overflowing point it ... and fell and fell, then looked down and returned to his voice and his look.

The look

tormented him "shhh they will not see us here ... will not find ... we will find them and play with them ... they want to hurt us ... just want to play "

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