joi, 31 ianuarie 2013

Rush hour

What's with all this rush?The rush to run away....to run away from your world..
The dagger has impinged itself upon her chest but it didn't make her feel the pain ...she felt nothing at all..only redish dots came upon the wond but she didn't mind..she didn't stop because of them...she knew that they were insignificant...She murmured to herself that she was  immortal to any sign of weakness ..she felt nothing..The murmurs of recognition made her feel that she went mad ..the signs of her strenght seemed totally out of place..She  didn't ask for this...She feels that she doesn't belong here..it is not who she was designed to be..
She felt the need to go back...back to the past...to find something...something that was lost in the hurricane.
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