Pouring myself all over you, to what end?
Till you’ve curse my existence or until you've denied it?
Until you're filthy and I've offended
and you’re angry. Angry at me for forgetting,
forgetting something that never existed?
forgetting the one thing that kept us together and replacing it
with the one thing that keeps us apart?
you know better than that because you remember better than I do.
Awesome!
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