fRi.day - feB.ruary 13th, 1987

A full moon,

on a thirteenth day,

on the second month;

it is the sixth day of the week:

Eyes enlarge

Feelings emerge

I feel

that you

feel

the same

way.

Dark night

We embrace

you laugh

as I

draw

out the

knife.

The kiss

you say

I'm beautiful

I tense

and

cut you

coldly.

The night

That night

a night

that never leaves

The non-stop bleeding,inside my head.

That night; I killed you.

 

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