Selft-Portrait #7 The Room

Rodolfo de la luz
Burned
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I spend whole days without leaving my room, it's hard for me to communicate with people lately, it's a distressing loneliness but I don't want to go outside. I miss the hugs, the kisses, the caresses that now only my bed gives me, a refreshing feather pillow, poor birds that die for me to sleep... I hope one day to live again...
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