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Oct 2015
you were the only thing on her mind
but you made her skin rot
her teeth fell out of her mouth
like gems losing their luster.
with some kind of grace.
and you stole them out from under her pillow
and collected them,
strung them up
knotted them tight,
and wrapped it like a noose around her neck

you found a way
to make her **** herself
without her lifting a finger.
Kill me slowly
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Kill me slowly
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