terça-feira, novembro 10, 2009

falling apart inertia




The colours changed since then, the faces and the smells. That's what they say. Permanent change, in a free fall of little present moments. They say these moments existed. She only realized later. To late.

And she says: there is not enough time in the present to enjoy and heal.

She was picking her pieces from the floor and she saw you passing by. They say, she would only recognize you on your shoes. Do you always wear the same?

if it is true what they say, i didn't feel nothing... she said.

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