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Anna Jul 2013
I carved you away
with a bitterless taste
No ache in my heart
No laying awake
I'm ******* great.
If love is sugar,
Leave behind
The long stale bread,
And use the stars instead.

Only in the clearing
Will you see a candy house;
A place of sweet temptation,
And bitterless deflation.
I tried to make this on several levels. I debated whether or not to explain them here but decided not to.

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