AlexFlorezArt

I've changed. When between yesterday and the unwinding springs did my reflection become different? Lost in eternity, the twilight of my youth surprises and frightens me. Who was I? Certainly not that! Disgusted at my behavior. I don't remember my face growing tired, the mattress dent deepening. Where did I get that nerve? To say what I did? Unacceptable. The favorite tee, ten sizes too small. Drawers full of uselessness. Why do I reget? I didn't know better. Old blocks don't fit like new. Caterpillars smeared on the vicious rocks. Not so cruel now, I pray. What was that about? Mark from the gravel, does he remember?