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When I offered you my hide You stitched it together to keep the both of you warm When I offered you my flesh You stoked it on a fire which you kindled with my bones When I offered you my fangs You crafted them into a crown to adorn her head When I offered you my heart You laughed and ripped it out of my empty chest When she stole your pelt, burnt your bones, and ate your heart I simply had nothing left to give you
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Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
Nothing Left to Give
When I offered you my hide You stitched it together to keep the both of you warm When I offered you my flesh You stoked it on a fire which you kindled with my bones When I offered you my fangs You crafted them into a crown to adorn her head When I offered you my heart You laughed and ripped it out of my empty chest When she stole your pelt, burnt your bones, and ate your heart I simply had nothing left to give you
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Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 9:20 PM UTC
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