domingo, 26 de febrero de 2012

I like to close my eyes. To raise my arms and dance as if I was a ballet dancer. Maybe in a musicbox. Trapped in a spinning wheel. Dancing in front of someone's eyes. Too small to be seen. Too small to be heard. "Hello? Help, I'm not enjoying, I want to be free, help me please". But all I see is blind eyes. All I want is to breath, fresh air, freedom. The music stops. The box is closed. I'm surrounded of darkness again. I'm lost in myself again.

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