Black Hole: For Two Voices.


I:I'm not that girl.
I:I'm not that boy:
I:I'm not.
I:You'll try; but I'm not.
I:Sorry...
He:What?
I:No, I don't wanna.
He:Why?
I:I'm out, You're not me, you can't stay,
I have to go...
You 're not what I want,
I'm sorry.
He:Do you love me?
I: I told you, I have to go.
He: Please, stay a little bit more... just for... you know, try to try.
I: Do you love me?
He: Yes, I do.
I: I don't belive you, forgive me.
He: I just want to feel your self, just for one more time...
I: I'm not what you want. You know that.
He: You'll fall, you'll. I'm sure of it.
I: Fuck you!
He: You're a looser. You are not God.
I: I wan't to kill you right now, Ok?
He: Kill me, kill you, kill everybody, everywhere. Stupid fag!
I: Sorry, He is waiting for me.
He: You know whats next, don't you?
I: Meds, cats, the end...
He: The nature, the self, my heart.
I: Goodbye darling, I'll call you next Sunday.
He: The drugs, the sex, the black hole.
I: Bye.
He: bye...





 
 
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