Reflections

What hurts as much as the memories and details, as far as the last moments of the as you go as a shield on your only heart in the air of humiliation, as long as the heavy hours waiting for your head to divide it with routine tasks without affection, as much as it could have happened did not happen, and could not be Techno ?!

My heart as the head of a statue buried under the dirt for thousands of years, and the love foolish mission discovered by chance ,As he graduated from his security, his nose broke and his eyes squinted, then fled, no longer recognizable. He lived buried and went to the light distorted and will spend what remains of the grief does not know anyone!