What did you do to me,
So that I loved you so deeply,
I danced in my own blood for you?
What did you do and how,
So that the few days you spent in my life
Turned my skin upside down and pulled it out my mouth?
What have you done
And how could you
Grin from above as I bursted into myself,
So that my shattering didn't even touch the rest of the world,
And what did you think of me,
When I danced for you with blood running from my mouth and eyes
And the pieces of my past rattling against my skin from the inside
Like hidden bottles of alcoholic tears in a tote bag?
What did you do with me
After her
And the question is digging it's nails inside my heart:
What have you done to her
After me ?
What did you do to me,
Or is it me who did?
What did you feel for me
When it wasn't me you kissed,
But a corpse?
What have you done to me
In a glimpse of satisfactory seconds
Shorter than the last hours of
Wilting in your beautiful bloody hands?
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