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i am loose pages
i want to be a book

handmolen stukken draadjesvlees
een bikini en bretels
ik loop door de straten de wind in mijn navel

i'm going round
when i close my eyes
 i see her mouth
moving up and down
her lips are covered with red jelly
she seems retarded as me

she does not give a fuck
we eat the sunlight
my body is vague and censored by the mist
a cloud appears from her eyes

its like im not in place
and i have to run
i feel hopeless and uncontrolable
if i go outside, i might be killed ( Read more... )

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i look at you
my lips are fading
you are getting older
i hear you crying
there is so much beauty in you
hidden in your ''snow in spring'' skin

i came on your window
i see your bleeding face
eyes white
like fleeding rabbits, the way they look
when branches snap,
one moment is silent
nothing beats your breathing
only your heartbeat

i lay on the asphalt
i think i love you
and everything around you
you are my life

i am also scared of knifes.


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