raison detre  [Reason for existence]  

Indeed, I loved you too much / That time was vague for me
But I had already grown tired of looking at you

There was a unique person in my arms

Suddenly, I have become unable to love you
I am filled with intense hatred

I have come to possess a desire to destroy you

I do not like myself as I am

I was pleading for more, for something beyond words
Only my body was begging

In front of the mirror: a single mimicking fool
That which is spoken, gathering softly in front of me

Was it me or her that inflicted pain upon you?

Alone, I am a whisper

During a time in which I could perceive,
I was inflicting damage upon you

I, who will share nothing with you, am here

In front of the mirror: a single mimicking fool

That which is spoken, gathering softly in front of me

Was it me or her that inflicted pain upon you?

Alone, I am a whisper

Finality has this kind of shape
The intention is becoming more distant than it is painful

In front of my eyes, you cry out with laughter,

as you gaze upon a crimson razor


 

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