For every part of me died, I lived on. Better,
and better. For those belongs to the heaven,
I gave it back. For those of earth, I take it on,
breath by breath, second by second. Act
until you no longer notice yourself acting.
Part in the past, do not seek the shadows.
for the ghost that lives, is a stranger that
seems every bit familiar, uncanny. I hung
myself to the sounds of my lover's breathing.
2017年1月22日 星期日
"I shall hang myself to the sound of my lover's breathing." - Sarah Kane
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