Strange magic makes me pause for a moment before I try to enjoy myself

I lost my soul and I was on a journey of search for me, wandering between the dark paths, with the sudden mirage of light, and the noise of the place full, my pen extinguished without warning, and he took all the feelings and the last smiles, no longer the expression of boldness to reveal, I have the love of a fruit that sends life out of its taste and between my bitter tongue that spoils all tastes. The sweetness has no distinction from the soil. I am the one who loved the creativity of nature in beauty. I am the victim of treachery that raised my business above the topography of life in the worst cases. , So how to be confident title and I am deceived by my body lost between my brothers in the search me

Gradually my world it became filled with numbers, a rainbow, and a cat meow. I gradually fell into love. Gradually I smiled without doing. Gradually the smile became a reflex not an action. Gradually I saw the promises that had been made one day fade. Gradually I realized that I did not care. Gradually I discovered that I had not lost anything.

A sip, another sip, and a third sip. Then the coffee begins to flow like a river that is exhausted by stagnation. The coffee has always had a special effect on me, a strange magic that makes me pause moments before I try to enjoy it. It is just like the ecstasy you enter without thinking. under candle lights and smell of dry love.