Vanity Unfair
The man under the bed tried to scream yesterday.
He couldn't close his eyes to serenity,speaking loudly.
-Only this phrase i can read from my shadow's book.Do you hear me??
Suddenly the door opened and a giant with a rose in his head started to cry.
-I feel guilty.It has to be you.Iam very sorry.
-Its ok.Don't worry.I want my pride back for the last meal.Simply pride without
sauce.
The man was thinking all those days,struggling his thoughts between her and
him.
How she smells.
Her smile,her eyes.
Her dignity.
their last words.
"Kill me before i die".
Now 10 minutes before the soul execution routine his eyes collapsed in the wall
of his vanity.
The giant offered him the last meal ,full of flowers and promises.
-May I be the one i want to be???
-Its luxury to answer this question,the giant said instantly.
-May i cut my nose again??i don't want to smell the flowers anymore.
The giant gave him the melodic knife.
The man without the nose climbed in the cloud of melancholy.
-See you next time,the giant said.
-Thank you,but i didn't leave,i am still here.Don't you see me??
-Of course,i see you.You are the man without the soul,the giant seemed nervous
-Yes.Its me.Remember???
The song in the old gramophone still played.
"Kill me before i die,kill me before i die".
Copyright © Teddy Dude | Year Posted 2007
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