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opens up her blouse to the cool night
with no shaking of time
because she has in mind
a dark design
now i´m a so-called cube
speaking out, she said to me
she said:
hi, i´m twice coloured.
wait till you see how they´re in love
with my sickness
there is no more time for the weaklings
with an unfamiliar smile
a self-destructive mind of dark design
we may just live through life
watching it from sweet repose
cut up with knives that slice open
i´m professional now
everly, everly i
can you not look at me through sides
everly, everly i
did you not summon up their kite?
opens up her face
to the delight of their red piercing beaks
i didn´t hurt this time
my dark design
they leave her left behind
slits into her all convinced
that she´s their favourite way
practicing
but getting worse
so high
i´m twice coloured
wait till you see
i made a truce with the blackness dyer
i know colours wait for you
i feel so car-sick and alone
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