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Dreams before falling asleep
Rain seeps through my skin into
My blood, and turns it gray.
It mixes with the hot blood
Of passion.
Dulls the knife,
Only to make the whole scene bloodier.
Her skin was like soft sheets,
One fell asleep into dreams
Laying on it.
And the softness of guitar strings
Dancing in front of the guitar hole
Produced a tight smile and wide eyes.
Help me focus on the smooth flowing metal,
The white vertical pattern, and the
Black one.
Let that smooth metallic rain
knife the windows outside, while the propeller,
and the washing machines,
rumble in our ears.

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