in the dark

2011年05月28日 20:56

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The devil in my mind shouted at me:
'Hey, kill me, kill me, if you can!!
Exactly you're a coward-- You can't do anything!!
Zut! If you had a real force enough to be a hero of your own,
you would do everything-- even kill me myself!!'
With a kitchen knife in my hand, in the dark kitchen, alone,
I didn't do anything: the devil was precisely right,
and I didn't do anything but crying alone.

He often appeared recently:
and always I tried to kill him,
but I couldn't kill him, even sweep him away;
all I could do was only staring at him and me myself
through the looking glass or the shadow of the knife in my hand.

I was miserable:
I didn't do anything:
I was a slave of myself:
and sometimes he was just like an angel as he was.
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