How would you feel if you could paint the streets in the colours that you love and hate at the same time? How would you feel if you were in the middle of nowhere and there were just wolves surrounding you with blue icy eyes? The moment you lay down on that empty cold street […]
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The lost thunderstorm
Him , 15th of November, 22:39, New York The lonely thunderstorm…. The way the light comes through the deep dark sky is frightening. I have never imaged to feel this lonely, but I guess I have become the thunderstorm from earth because of her. I am at the window from my room wondering what is […]