“Running in the rain,

Falling in the mud,

Jumping, breaking…


Broken-glass thoughts,

Restlessness. 3 AM Tears.

Pain; Hope is lost.



“Cold. Shivers. Coffee.

Laughter and anger.

Kisses and memories.


Silence and cafune…”

Worry, doubt. Resentment.

Pain; everyday it will rain at 4 AM…

Remember the songs we sung?



Here we are now.

“This is called living”

‘Leaving? I was never here!’

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