Six Days
when time comes.....
i will drown in my blood....
will i cure myself?
or break my wings?
my star is bright....
the path is long...
my mask is pure...
darkness everywere...
my little black heart is frozen....
once it will burn again....
6 days...
and i'm myself...for a while...
then i will slowly fade away...
and become...
the thing that i'm now...
useless...and broken
why is life so hard?
Anvanya, vrouw, 36 jaar
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