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VII (my poem)18:37 Mar 23 2017
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I whittle down flesh
to bone,
until I was the paragon
you yearned for.
But it wasn't good enough.
The marks you left
on my skin still hurt
but I would burn
everything
just for your
affections.
Drown me in your
despondency,
for I have lost
compassion
for anyone else
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