Curtain fall

The play was aborted

The actors died

The audience suffocated

The stage is falling apart…becoming ruins, becoming dust
The play failed

The reality was stronger, eye hurting sharper
I am alone with her again

Face to face

No games, no sugarcoatings
With the bare facts again 

Trying to crawl forward

Centimetre after centimetre
I am so unbelievably exhausted

And it hasn’t even started properly yet

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