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Too many tears for her lover have been shed '
Can this unhappy woman go on?
Oh how her heart, it sings suicide.
I peeled at his skin: we peeled the freckles from
Our shoulders ' new coats blushed with pink.
I turned his hair into magnesium strips.
I hurt his heart to halt the pace:
In debt and completely fooled.
Like everything else, I do it exceptionally well.
I stood in various thoughts and fancies lost, for
All I could see was dangers; doves and words,
As vowels erupted from under tongue.
Love is the bone and sinew of their curse:
Uttered words have the depth of nothingness, affection
Vanishing: atom and void, atom and void.
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