There are days when a phone call destroys you.
I can not even imagine that fading smile, a friend who is about to leave.
I can not even remember his voice and makes you angry.
Can not say anything, silence falls like a curtain and you know that even the prayers will help.
unarmed. You can not do anything. The disease spreads will widen, the drugs do not do anything. Nobody can do nothing.
As you cling to life in these times .. those intentions .. much wanted to be invincible .. the desire to shake hands and see them eternal forever.
The thankless task to warn other people, hear their voices broke, having to communicate something that deep down you do not know. Why
until recently did not even know you. evil because it's too intimate, which is nestled in the hope not to arouse pity and compassion ... As long as there is no need to prepare to accept .. .. Cum
suffer. That's what we do now in silence, a thousand miles away .. united by endless bitterness and broken memories of the time.
I did not think that enough time passes in an hour
a word on a staff live emotion
the door is closed without a reason ...
those who die ...
Like an old movie in black and white photographs are
, only photographs
scarred by time ... those who die,
exploding colors.
(Fear) ..
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