#1 PROLOGUE

Because of the first situation, I was furious, disappointed, I took myself to my own borders and I am still politically correct and diplomatic as always. Otherwise, I would be on the lost position from the very beginning. Dead man is always walking on the completely thin red line. It is the 4th degree of danger. Damn it.

Because of the situation number two, which is overwhelming the previous statement with a great shadow, I feel powerless. And it hurts mostly. I am throwing myself inside of me. I am walking on the thin ice. Dead woman is walking instead of me. I am curious when it all crashes down. Scratches are there for a long time.

Thousands of words, millions of associations, lack of sense in the whole chaos and I am looking for some emotions anyway. Today I do not feel much. I feel empty inside and outside of me. I left him now which echoes through eternity. I am feeling a great nothing. I see just blood on the snow and logically seen I know it is my blood. Cogito ergo sum, I think, therefore I am. I suppose you can still see a shadow of me. Let me die. Let me rest in peace. There is nothing of me anywhere. I cannot live like this anymore.

Then I thought I needed one minute to notice him, one hour to judge him and one day to fall in love with him. Now I need the whole eternity to forget him. I do not have so much time. I am dying now. I love him and I am dying.



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