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Blood songs play troughout the city night

Cigarrette lights up

Death is near, I hear her

Ashes fall

Shots fired downtown, someone is dead

Someone jerk off to a stranger saw online, VR goggles on

Above is looking

Blood songs play troughout the city

…

Red, all red, blood in mouth

A body falls from the hands

A great emptiness inside

Pucked in horror, smiled in pleasure

Knocks on the door, left throw the window

…

The future is bright, you know, my son?

Put my head down and sighted

Eyes looking at my feet, brown leathered sandals

Never used them

– Where am I?

…

Woke up with the Sun burning my face

Glimpses only, I forgot

Is about 6 in the morning

Look out the window

Birds sing

…

The hours passes by, not hungry for neither breakfast nor lunch

Pick up a book from the library about --

glimpses of horror, soon putted on the unconsciousness --

ancient Rome

Had fun with Baco, Maybe wine, as a honor, wondered

Walking to the cave à vin, saw a picture of my not-so-old folks

…

Is night, telelevision on

Hand from right to left, channels pass

It goes like a crime occurred, a young girl dead with a bite mark on her neck

Her mother cryes, Injustice!, she says

Looking at the deceased girl photos, when alive, I’ve thought she pretty, and I pity her

TV off, up on my feet

Pick up from my pocket a Marlboro box, pick one out, in my mouth

Fire

Found the butler on my way out of the entertainment room

Alfred, ready-me a sandwich, will you?

Right away, Sir

Went to the bathroom in my private chamber, piss yellow and looked at the mirror

I don’t see myself

A knock on my door makes me fastly look back, food has come

Leave it anywhere!, I shout, back to the mirror, I see a ghost this time

Black circles around the eyes, pale as snow it is I

What happened?

As I bite, the ham makes me remember

I cry