Tell them the truth..
Tell them that..I'm defending myself from your clutches..
tell them that my greatest pleasure is planning your destruction..
that..with every passing hour..
i fight with your agression..your existence..your memory..
Tell them that I've wasted all my weapons:
work,music,cigarettes..
friends and words..
I got used to live only in self defence..
This panther is my big sister..
she follows me like
the ocean follows the shore.
Every single minute I watch her passing by..
I'm just condamned to live with this eternal shadow
..that I call MY SADNESS..
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