You break into my garden
Around seven o'clock in the evening
you got in there
Through a tiny gap in the fence
I don't set out to catch you
I won't say a word
But my gun will speak
In quiet twilight
it will sound deafening
point in our short story
You broke all the roses
in my garden
I found in your tenacious fingers
a whole bouquet
to whom you carried it?
You know there are flowers
that grow well on corpses.
You can't handle me
I look into your face
And I know you, I know you
I know your eyes
I know your lips
I know your neck
And rest in peace
Around seven o'clock in the evening
you got in there
Through a tiny gap in the fence
I don't set out to catch you
I won't say a word
But my gun will speak
In quiet twilight
it will sound deafening
point in our short story
You broke all the roses
in my garden
I found in your tenacious fingers
a whole bouquet
to whom you carried it?
You know there are flowers
that grow well on corpses.
You can't handle me
I look into your face
And I know you, I know you
I know your eyes
I know your lips
I know your neck
And rest in peace
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Room Of Angel
Akira Yamaoka
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