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This bad weather circles us this bad blood strikes us ugly
let them undo let them undress
they would either way abandon us
we would either way split in two, in three, in millions
so shatters our skin so break our bones with this heat this love this zest
let them widen their views stare at every floor
violently as it storms and rages this bad weather this bad blood
they strike us down.
Tell me now am I good enough
are my hands harsh enough
to steal you off your pretty skin
to turn you into solid dust in tiles.