The world stopped spinning around; instead, my head started..
My lungs are punctured, can’t hold my breath..
My cords ceased vibrating, the only sound they carry now is my sorrow..
Lost my reflexes, my eyes dried..
And my heart is shattered into a thousand pieces.. like a million dots
So is my soul.. like a guinea pig
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Mehmet Koçali
June 25th, 2009
Istanbul
