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The weather didn’t turn better

When I woke up at the right side of the bed

Your eyes broke off me

As we sopke about misery

Who turned my pockets inside out?

You!

You... as sea withdrew

As tornado sloped off

Your true colours blurred

Your liver became eaten up by dread

What you thought was a jurisdiction

But was simply sacrifice

Throwing me onto the bonfire

While cheerful things you were crackling

Under your teeth - so cruel

Like an indian you were jumping around the victim

And abruptly cut one finger by sharp metal

Around which to you a kind thing shined...

It was the ring