My Own BrainStorm

Posted by: dharih on: December 8, 2009

When the hole is too deep, too dark, too quiet.
When the output is far away, cloudy, untouchable.
When each step sinks deeper than the last.
When there are more forces.
When the lucidity is equal the possibilities, there isn’t.
When the hole is narrowing, closing, smothering, I can’t breathe
Can’t breathe, can’t …

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1 Response to "…"

gostei. é música ou algo assim? *-*

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dharih

Welcome {:

My own brainstorm:

Olá! Eu sou a dharih e essa é Minha Própria Tempestade de Ideias. Um rascunho da minha mente. Divirtam-se (ou não) na minha cabeça.

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