Too hard to wake up from a nap
Winter pushed me into the well of loneliness. It bleached the strands of my hair with sorrows, scattered the acute-angled dust of oblivion and crushed the ice o...
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Winter pushed me into the well of loneliness. It bleached the strands of my hair with sorrows, scattered the acute-angled dust of oblivion and crushed the ice of painful memories. The rough cold kisses of old December scratched my skin.
I leaned against the white walls threatening to squeeze me until my bones crumble like snow. Too hard to wake up from a nap. Twilight cyanosis drowns me in the blueness. And I already gave up, I’m not trying to get out, letting the dreams drag me to the bottom…
Collaboration with Crochet Designer María José García.
www.absentaaccessories.com
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I leaned against the white walls threatening to squeeze me until my bones crumble like snow. Too hard to wake up from a nap. Twilight cyanosis drowns me in the blueness. And I already gave up, I’m not trying to get out, letting the dreams drag me to the bottom…
Collaboration with Crochet Designer María José García.
www.absentaaccessories.com
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