You don�t find me attractive anymore? She asks
Outside the window, one can breath air
Things are moving, nature shakes, walks, follows her well designed path.
Honey, are you stupid or what? I answer.
And then, one minute later I realize there�re sweeter answers to that question.
I grab her hand, wounded by the city but she�s staring at the window now.
A clear blue sky is open, waiting for the coming hours that�ll ruin one more time.
The ruin just begun, I lost her now.
23-03-03
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