Barcelona in a black hole

<p>A city so bright and vibrant,<br /> a city brimming with people<br /> who were never meant to stay.<br /> People who aren&rsquo;t really people,<br /> echoes of nihilistic individualism,<br /> empty faces with blank expressions<br /> a long gone memory of connection,<br /> of what mankind used to be,<br /> today the sea is a glittering portal<br /> for all we hoped for us to be<br /> (Of our negative space, where the thousands<br /> of palettes of our life together are upside-down).<br /> Hopes and dreams hazy and bleak,<br /> a requiem and a breeze from Eire,<br /> I see you turn your head as you take the train,<br /> I see you jump into the shadowy streets as you leave,<br /> clueless &mdash; neither of us knew that it was the very last time.<br /> Memories of a sunny day in London,<br /> one orange and ocre afternoon at the V&amp;A<br /> beer and pie and laughter and banter scented,<br /> a kiss and a bike being held at the metro station at night,<br /> your poor shadow bending in a poorly lit after,<br /> looking to kill a few more neurones<br /> &mdash; Only a few left until breakdown and schizo,</p> <p><a href="https://lonewolfanna.medium.com/barcelona-in-a-black-hole-b1408238abff"><strong>Read More</strong></a></p>
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