cut her into pieces and said he loved her
she sat down, as if tied onto the ice-cold iron chair
and smiled
he tied her up, with a long thread of thin silk.
tied her up slowly: too slowly. slow, but tight.
tears started running down her face, like a sudden Summer rain.
just a moment before blood started pouring out of her, he cut the sting, embraced her and held her tight.
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