I'm speaking of stories that begin
where someone's blood is let
where some children must grow up too fast
and the words freeze time
she was leaving a family war
left without feelings feelings, even bad (ones)
sitting, on that same late evening
she finally saw her prince in the night
He had but only to throw a glance
for he never goes out this late
and she expects (lit. waits for) nothing
eyes covered in leather look towards the sky
he approached her
and he took her hand
that false hope to be there until the end
they became the jealousy of the jealous
like ordinary Serge and Jane
to make love by yelling
and yet they cried laughing
the months had passed and she sank
while he disappeared
teary eyes, clenched teeth
water of life (blood?) that she had let
for him she would have confronted the emptiness
that gnawed since
she let out all his secrets
to the heart of a man consumed by all his vices
that he would always have
and she knew very well
that those promises would one day end
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