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Time suddenly seemed to stand still, as if the universe wanted me to suffer the pain while it revelled in me.
The frosty white scene outside beckoned to me to take me as its sole prisoner.
And I resigned to let it take me.
The people passing by my door were further away from me than they actually were as I was submerged and forced under choppy seas made up of confused emotions and unsaid words.
Somewhere far away the whistle blew and the train pulled off and only then did the reality of losing you turn my heart into a pincushion stabbed by a thousand needles.
13-09-2010, 17:36 geschreven door outburst
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