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Trying to find my balance

Over this narrow string,

I find myself lost.


Darkness all around,

She's my dearest friend.

Loneliness is following my pace

And I let her chase me,

consume me...


Fate runs through my veins.

He makes me stay still,

Undress and vulnerable in the shadows.

He makes me take off my skin

And reveal what I really am,

An irregular mass of blurry thoughts.


A reddish dark caresses my exposed muscles.

Its touch is rough.

Scars are appearing in my body.

They're destroying my identity.

But did I ever know who I am?

What's my sake?

What I desire?


Trying to find my balance

Over this narrow string,

I let my being fall into the emptiness.

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