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May 2015
You rarely recollect,
do you remember?

I have recognized your restraint,
your lips spawn lies.
But I still long to listen to you.

You craft cute courtesy
and I corrupt you with compliments.

You need negativity
so I brighten your beauty.

You fought for forced friendship
and I fed the fiend.

You singed any sight of my sweetness,
slowly seared my soft skin.

You chained radiation to my ankles,
now Chernobyl aches in my dismay.

You are poison
pretending to perfect your power over people.

Toxic, tangy, twisting topics,
a tacit trend to train my tongue.

You still melt my healthy heart to hate
and I'll still hope heaven will hold your hand.
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   moss, Rapunzoll, NV and Eiliv Advena
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