I split it and rip crumble
thousands and few lines;
I transform into sweet words
sad
wrong. I CHILLAN
and be submissive
I want to be read and owned
and raped again and again by those eyes
judges,
these pupils, those
.
I want to kill the unique
I unscrew the seriousness of your pages
remove reminiscence of my perfume
air I want to be and be whispered
I want to be water and be crying
(quieroquieroquieroquiero) I want to wring their
