in a rough comparison between the loudest laughs
and the most silenced screams
did you ever look into the sky and wonder?!..
where the horizon meets our memories and night falls down on me..
or when smoke wraps around your neck...
in a thin silver string tickles your throat and pulls you into the end
when she finally wakes from the eternal dream,
I stand on the top and the abyss smiles at me,
a sparkle in her eyes,
and in that sparkle she runs into the arms of a final scream,
she lives and she dies...
and the tragedy remains.
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