Red de Literatura y Cine
It was a hard night, my pockets are now empty .but my heart is giving me another chance.
Everything is painted in black I can see a forbidden flower. But, is that flower able to see me?
Sometimes I’m imagine a beautiful dancer but. She is dancing in the dark, where is the hope here? I’m alone and nobody can hear me?
This situation is turning me off; my eyes are closing, slowly.
Suddenly I’ve heard a scream, please don’t die!!! , I was surprised; the situation was out of my hands.
I woke up, I was in a hospital, and I couldn’t believe the situation, I was shocked.
My girlfriend told me, “You were six months in coma”
Well, that was not easy to digest, now, every night, I dream with the dancer of the dark.
Now I can easily understand everything, the dancer was the angel who was protecting my life, even today in my dreams; I’m still trying to get her out of the dark.
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