quinta-feira, julho 11, 2024

INTERSTATE SKIN WALKER


 I'm remembering my seventeenth year every single day, 

living at the world's end. 

In my twenties, I looked at the other side.

 I've been away for a while, and now more than 20
years have passed.

 It feels like I'm living one day for the last time.

 So many times I wanted to run away, 

so many days I wanted to give up on myself.

 I'm running a lot,

 I'm burning a lot,

I'm bleeding a lot.

And then,

Calm down.

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Anônimo disse...

O caminho até aqui!