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Decline

I gave you me,

and you helped yourself

to seconds

and thirds,

as I mistook your sweat

for the taste of sunlight

baked into your skin;

so I covered my ears

like a child,

when they told me that

you were spoiled,

 

because I was faithful in the most obscene way.

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janelle-flora-viser
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Published
Apr 23, 2012
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