to
myself
how
enigmatic
of
you
we seen her in your corners
we felt her tremble ing
traces on her
traces on her
traces on her imagination

each teardrop grateful for the death
breath escaping me now

this hollow chamber
these hollow bullet chambers
this bullet will be my chance
one bullet
silver
for
your memory
encrypted with diamond shadows
titanium on this bullets sleeves
made it with
an
hollow tip
when it blows my mind
it will feel you breathe


as we die
watch
me
say
hello again
?















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