........Nothing is truth- nothing is lie III

Nothing is truth- nothing is lie III
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This armchair has supported the weight of the bitterness during long time. When you suffer an emotional misfortune you take refuge in him during days, months and sometimes years without moving a single muscle. Looking for the insensibilidad that allows you not to suffer. In spite of being that the aim, at the same time is demolishing. You happen to comprise of the homemade furniture. You become a vegetable… But in your interior, notes a small and arrhythmic beat, that at some time it invites to you to overcome. These so hurt sentimentally, that any pocket makes you fall again… and the cycle is repeated: “Refuge in my armchair”
Este sillón ha soportado el peso de la amargura durante mucho tiempo. Cuando sufres un revés emocional te refugias en él durante días, meses y a veces años sin mover un solo músculo. Buscando la insensibilidad que te permita no sufrir. A pesar de ser ese el fin, al mismo tiempo es demoledor. Pasas a formar parte del mobiliario casero. Te conviertes en un vegetal... Pero en tu interior, notas un pequeño y arrítmico latido, que en algún momento te invita a remontar. Estas tan herida sentimentalmente, que cualquier bache te hace caer de nuevo... y se repite el ciclo: “Refugio en mi sillón”