Saturday, February 25, 2006

Tear in your hand

She waked up suddenly and desoriented. She didn´t know where she was at first but little by little she recognized the familiar objects of her room. She felt the sour taste of a nightmare. She got up and went to the bathroom to wash her mouth. She went back to bed, feeling nice and clean, free of undesired objects.

So she said good-bye to him.

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