The spark between life and death is really thin.
Being solitary but not alone can be a hard trigal.
I woke up and everything was fine - I finally took off that bitter taste of my mouth.
I got up and again, it was ok. All plans for a short space of time. They all could happened.
And some of them actually did. Sometimes it sounds like you just need to be positive and everything will be too.
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So long the day was running pretty well.
And she did it. She did every single plan.
She avoided every stone in the way.
She put the right lipstick.
Her humor was flawless.
She could bear anything.
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She was tired but it was ok.
So it was time to make her way back home.
Home
What does it mean?
We were supposed to feel safe in a home.
We were supposed to rest in a home.
But it wasn't planned for that day.
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She got home.
She fed the cats.
She lisntened to her aunt.
Ok one more problem.
She was still in a good mood...
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Why our relationship with parents are so full of issues?
Mom got home.
"You heard about what happened early today?"
"Course I did."
"I got so nervous"
"I knew that. You suffer."
Then all raindrops from the most gray rain just fell on her head.
Her ears were both so full.
She pretended not to be listening ( and actually she didnt listen to everything her mom said),
She thought about dying, about suicide.
She said something tough.
She always regrets.
All that she wants is a new life for everybody.
She can't help with this.
She can't help feeling.
Headache, Headache...
Boom. The day is over.
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