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Red Stripes on the Floor

I slide, I turn

I jump and fall

Shift my weight from foot to foot

To my hands

Lean my back against the wall

 

I slide, I turn

I slip in front of her

Blood circles

And sticks like glue

On my black pants

 

I slide, I turn

Wounds on my skin

I follow her commands

 

A wave catches my body

My body, the shore

The nail polish of my toes leaves red stripes on the floor

 

She looks at me

Sterness in her eyes

The movement ripes my jeans

Later I see her in my dreams

 

I slide, I turn

And jump again

A crack

My knees they snap

I fall and shiver of pain

 

She slides, she turns

And turns away

The red stripes on the floor

They stay

It’s her favourite colour

My heart is bled with dolour

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◄ Liberty

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