Yet again it was 12 o´clock
and her nightly session started
remembring the smell of batteries
she licked the shades of her mirror
they seemed to taste like salty water
she always claimed, lied_awake
singing desperate songs ahead
in chorus with this tiny man inside her wall,
always yelling at the missing daylight
like all flowers use to bark the sun
just one day she brought me one of those shades
I still remember cause she cried
With a last kiss she handled it over
Shivering piece of puzzle
Smiling while she cuts my stomach
I still remember this day when I died,
or was it her?