you know
I didn't want revenge.
then I thought of
your pure white chest
the fair skin
and the softness
and of a sharp knife
gleaming in the dark
to cut you up
from neck to deep down
so your deaf heart
starts to bleed at last
and I embrace you
with all my might
and when the blood clots
we're gonna be glued
together for life.
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