tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065600001798656488.post3066136802302823839..comments2011-02-23T22:13:28.589+04:00Comments on Life Detox with a Pack of Cigarettes and Swear Words.: Colors, Numbers and Cuts.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065600001798656488.post-67894038445649191232011-02-22T07:14:43.421+04:002011-02-22T07:14:43.421+04:00The tears have not stopped rolling down my cheeks....The tears have not stopped rolling down my cheeks. The memories still swirl about in nauseating fashion. The clouds still hover above blocking the sunshine. The taste of food does not satisfy. And I am famished with a hunger that can never be fulfilled. Our former home feels empty and I now sleep on the couch in the hopes that the dreams of "us" stop- a futile effort, obviously. <br /><Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com