[sorry - The Rose🎶]Â
The most beautiful lament is a person far from the dead who can put the pain into words in cold blood.
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You will try to see me as I get lost in reality, you will die while trying to see me and reach your grave.
I lost the concept of days and hours. Everything passed before my eyes, then disappeared. I wanted to explode the eye-burning light of the lamp hanging from the ceiling. I wanted to hide in an abyss. I didn't want to live this life led by someone. I was feeling weak and hungry. As I breathe deeply, I looked at the iron door that opened slowly and made my face at the face I saw. Dylan.
Taking small steps, he came to me and grabbed my chin, and lifted it. I freed my chin from his hand and started struggling in the chair I was tied to.
