scratched the walls with her nails without a sound and the window open and the light of September so sweet, so raw.
and I just skin, a shell with no bones, muscles, nerves, blood
immersed in the empty space that takes your breath
I just wanted to get out and run away but I remained motionless, leaning against the couch, waiting for the rain to wash away all
everything is gone, there has never been
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