He walked in muted, she faded away.

There's no word for these, for we never say.

His face was hardened by the salted drops,

Lights were buzzing on his forehead throbs.



He pulled out the gun, she faded away,

In the blaze of the sun on a Taipei midday.

"Shall things be fine as ever? My little one?

Shall we go through what is already done?"



"Do what you want, and be as it may,

But what good is it for you to slay?

I played with your pitiful foam and sand

For a reason you will never understand."



"Oh my dear friend, stop here and stay,

I don't want to put an end today.

I'm here to bid farewell to a friend of mine,

Just so I can go on write another line."



He said what's important, she faded away,

It was just a bland hot Taipei midday.

Panoplied with suit, now soaking wet,

He had no more torture for himself to fret.



He pulled out the gun for a stunning play,

He wondered who these cheques shall pay.

He blasted his revolver on his midday face,

Without the nobility of an ancient race.



He walked in quiet, she faded away,

No words between them, for we never say.

He fired his revolver on his nameless face,

Without the nobility of an ancient race.



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