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    Sunday, November 15, 2015

    With your legs numb from falling great height, I carried you on my back
    - your angel weight, your halo gold, bent me into a hag.
    You smothered my face with compliments until it was but dull,
    you fed me with such romantic gestures ‘til I purged what made me full.
    I kissed your lips one thousand times, I saw the skin begin to tear.
    Your blushing swelling ruby slit remains no longer there.
    We only desired to sleep as one, and so our light eyes closed
    - so accustomed to darkness we found our blue eyes decomposed.
    Ugly haggard beauty-stolen witches we became.
    I loved you prior, I love you post and ugly we’ll remain

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