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Out in the cold

I walk alone

The air here feels haunting

The misty shadows grow

Noises, right and left

I’m feeling a presence

It stalks me like pray

I take a look, behind my back

Nobody’s here, I turn straight ahead

Surprice! A woman stands there!

Wearing a mask, hiding her face

Her soul dark like night’s sky

Reflecting her horrible past through her eyes

Once, there was a married couple

A girl, and a samurai

For long they lived together

Ages ago, in Japan

But, the wife’s beauty

It conquered her feelings, it crawled in her head

The husband caught her cheating

He drew his sward, and took her beauty away

(In Japanese)

«Am I pretty?»

«Yes»

«Am. I. pretty..»

No! No!

Her mouth is sliced from ear to ear

While my body is sweating from fear

She is staring at me

So-so, is my answer

She’s confused while I run like a madman

I think I escaped from her eyes

But I’m not so sure, I may be dead by sunrise

Finally, I went home

What a day, I go straight in my bed

As, I close my eyes

I feel her cold blade go straight through my heart