Silence.
And more silence.
Black clouds and biting frost.
A call from which I don't remember anything.
The coffee machine grinding and spitting the hot liquid.
A forced sms.
Emptiness.
More anger.
More venom.
Strands of hair turning white. Penetrating easily the black color shampoo.
The pains in the left breast.
Candies and chocolates falling and exploding.
Cooking in the virtual world.
TV show episodes chaining one after another.
Seeds and milk and cigarettes and the urge to delete everything.
And more silence.
Black clouds and biting frost.
A call from which I don't remember anything.
The coffee machine grinding and spitting the hot liquid.
A forced sms.
Emptiness.
More anger.
More venom.
Strands of hair turning white. Penetrating easily the black color shampoo.
The pains in the left breast.
Candies and chocolates falling and exploding.
Cooking in the virtual world.
TV show episodes chaining one after another.
Seeds and milk and cigarettes and the urge to delete everything.
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