幾度となく剣を交えてきた
三日月の刀傷が
花吹雪のように体に散り
私達は豹
多いほどカモフラージュ
まだ余地はあるかと
こんなにも私を見つめてくれるのはあなただけ
さあ今日もデュエル
ほら新しいひと突き
さもなくばまた狂言自殺
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We’ve crossed swords so many times.
Crescent-shaped scars
Fell on our bodies like petal showers;
We are leopards.
The more the scars,
The better camouflage it seems.
Searching blank space for more scars to domain;
You are the only one who stares at me with such intent mind.
Here. Let’s duel again.
There. Take the stab of a new kind.
Otherwise, the mock suicide’s refrain.