he went up the escalator,
second floor
his heart was cold when he
opened the door
walked past everyone,
with a frown
silence broke,
people looked down
he ordered two eggs, well done, and a french toast
as he walked out of the room he realized was tense
he felt like crying
and from whispers to small talk
slowly the air was filled back with nonsense
people spoke about sports and their last and their next
purchase
the man thought:
" i am not gonna live for long..."
Drigo
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