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Don’t let me use you. I will,
 but tenderly.
 I found your words 
 you wrote them on parchment 
left them in "bottles with cork stoppers" on street corners 
not for me - for everyone
 tangible words, you said
 you said, 
“i will cut out of my heart all the 
things that dont serve me”
 please use a sharp, surgical instrument
 sterilize it well 
if you infect your heart 
it will feel like mine
 you said I don’t try hard enough
 I have to try hard not to be there
 leave everything 
only to find you checked out 
before I arrived 
 and laugh at myself
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 9:21 AM UTC
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Don’t let me use you. I will,
 but tenderly.
 I found your words 
 you wrote them on parchment 
left them in "bottles with cork stoppers" on street corners 
not for me - for everyone
 tangible words, you said
 you said, 
“i will cut out of my heart all the 
things that dont serve me”
 please use a sharp, surgical instrument
 sterilize it well 
if you infect your heart 
it will feel like mine
 you said I don’t try hard enough
 I have to try hard not to be there
 leave everything 
only to find you checked out 
before I arrived 
 and laugh at myself
amelie-arnaz
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 9:21 AM UTC
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