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"I'm standing here, right in front the mirror;
the reflection of your pretty eyes keep making
my poor heart shivering, displeased with the farewell...
My pulsation gets lower every second passing,
and I don't even care if it's becoming hard to breathe.
Maybe, that's my fate, end up alone,
surrounded by the sharp silence and by emptiness.
There's no more escape, salvation or hope for me;
I dug myself the grave that now suffocates me slowly,
as a constant whisper, reminding me that loving you
was more lethal than being quickly and painlessly poisoned.
The words leaving the small red button on angelic face,
sounds attractive and deceptive, like a kiss of death,
swallowing my existence, little by little, irrevocably.
Yes, I still here... At the same place you left me.
I keep watching the reflection in the mirror,
without recognize the person behind me.
I see his eyes, nose, lips, smile, expression...
Looking so familiar, but also, catastrophically unknown.
I don't know you anymore, I just recognize the wreckage
that you abandoned when you decided you didn't want me anymore.
Muted, I close my eyes, not wanting to believe that yours,
will be the last thing I will see... But they will be.
And the gasping breath in my neck,
stirring up the electric currents, tied to the smiles bright and killer.
And those lips, gates of hell...
They were the last wrong choice I made in this life."



Y.
21:22hs.
25/10/2019.