something in the dark scratches me
streaks, too many of them
stung and stung the mark is red
I'm out of my element
again, on the floor, outside the room, again
I didn't ask you only followed me
they say it's an accident
it couldn't be easier
purple is on my neck
I didn't ask for this, didn't ask
I only found you staring
I only feared, only heard
it's all yours, couldn't be mine
sky is a black board
the stars are white grains of sand
the love, love water pouring
down the street, the empty street
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