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The sharp blade Oh the softness Of warmth Warm slits warm blood Cold blade Painting my body: A newfound beauty Paradigm of death A little sharper a little deeper Labyrinth on my leg From nowhere to elsewhere Somewhere out of here Up above or down below Another dimension One-dimensioned The wholeness of being Blood; I am alive Well alive Dead in your world Thriving in mine Just a little deeper Reach into my heart And let its pulse Push the knife out Then watch it Go back And back again And feel life Coming from death's embrace Every breath I'm left to heave Proves that I failed At failing Dry up, sweet blood On

Le calme de l'eau La fureur du feu Produit de mes veines Une douche de sang Une, deux gorgées pleines Dessinées sur ma peau morte Des cicatrices Des passages secrets Vers un monde secret Orgasme cardiaque Mes veines se vident sur mes jambes Ensanglantées Œuvre d'art Couverte de honte La honte d'un plaisir inavoué Inavouable Cicatrices impensables Impansables Dessinées au couteau Pinceau aiguisé S'aiguisant sur ma jambe S'abreuvant De la jouissance de mes veines Peignant De doux ruisseaux Qui donnent vie à mes pieds Et me permettent D'avancer.

Le menton J'arrosais l'extérieur de mon appartement. Je ne sais pas trop pourquoi, mais c'était sale. Je ne me suis pas posé de question, c'est ce qu'il faut faire, quand notre appartement est sale. Et puis, mon père est arrivé. Bien qu'il ne possède pas de voiture, c'est avec une qu'il est venu me chercher. Je suis entré dans l'auto, sans me poser de question. Ça faisait quatre ans que je ne l'avais pas vu, mais je ne me suis pas posé de question à cet égard non plus. C'était naturel pour moi. Puis, il y a eu un silence. Mais ce n'est pas grave, vous êtes au courant de mon avi

Dear you, I heard you found my heart I was wondering if he was weeping somewhere I was wondering if he was broken I was wondering if he was wandering around heartlessly He was probably looking for you He's always liked you more than me I don't care, just keep him I don't want him back I don't mind; there's more space for my lungs He's always beat too fast anyway Oh he must be so out of control now that he's alone with you! Tell him I don't miss him If he calls me heartless, well... He'll make a good pet, I know he will Mistreat him, beat him if you want, he'll come back to you He'll stay faithful He's always been silly And y

All Those Things I Need (and Don't Have) I don't need an Adonis I don't need a rocket scientist I don't need a sex God I don't need a football player I don't need a romantic guitarist I just need love, so much love to drown in, to not be able to breathe unless it's in your mouth, to be crushed under the ocean's weight. I need your flood. I need your storm and your winter, 'cause it's your coldness that warms me up. I need that stupid Pat Benatar song. I don't need your smile, but if you want to give it then give it to me. I need your shiver, for it is my hurricane, and your weakness is my torture, and your warmth is my volcano. And your

Ma mer sèche La mer bleue de désintérêt Se jette sur les rivages De ma déprime Elle pointe le bout de son trident Et me transperce le cœur Elle me prend en son berceau Et me berce Et m'échappe Et me noie La mer noire de détachement Déserte son passé Pour un avenir Sans ruisseau Et laisse traîner derrière Quelques poissons morts Quelqu'amour maternel Ma mère Revêt sa robe bleue et noire Et part Sans se retourner Aucune larme sur sa joue Une mer sur la mienne

I do not know this place, even though I was here not too long ago. Perhaps I should have taken the third trail, back there in the woods? The first one led me to the same place I am now, the same cold and pastel bathroom, with the blonde girl standing on the toilet. My feet were frozen the first time and I was hungry, so I left. Now I just feel I should not be here. She's telling me the same thing again, and it still feels awkward. I don't know you, she says, standing on the bowl. I can't reply. The fact that she is naked did not surprise me, I am kind of used to nude girls in my dreams. But her tone is troubling, and even if she is nude, I am