Three In One Gentleman Suit
Delikatessen
lipstick is a din, it ain't a colour, ain't a feel,
it ain't gonna talk about you so I am gonna kiss you goodbye.
fragments of your skin on a paper, on this letter,
on a quick clockwise sequence, they easily slide through my hands.
the picture of a glimpse gonna darken and disappear,
whatever is left I'll just stare to and emisphere long horizon line
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