Sunday - sun.
It's like a neverending game.
Me and my loneliness.
Me and my music.
Me without voice. Too many cigarettes.
Yesterday I've written about me, female, death and breath.
You, You, You...
It's your fault. Your words. Fuck.
I want "don't want".
Too many ghosts behind my shoulders.
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