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I folded like a touch-me-not,
danced around the words like a
sloshing vodka shot,

whenever you asked me
if I ever loved you–

I carved on your heart
with a knife,
Killed all your hope
with just a sunken breath,
And roasted all our dreams
on silent heat.

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