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If they told me
You were dead
And couldn't breath
I wouldn't cry
...

Every time I see your face
I think of things not pure,
Unchaste. And with the most
Primal, unintentional instinct,
...

I used to have florid cheeks
And an ingenuity blessed smile.
I used to play insatiably on the streets
Avoiding the night and run
...

We laid out in the grass
Amongst the Spring kissed daisies;
Holding hands liek two kids
Whose love enlightens their mess
...

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Rotting

If they told me
You were dead
And couldn't breath
I wouldn't cry
Nor sigh, but sleep instead.

Though your lips
Were the bittersweet
Font of my numbness,
You'd leave only the bitter
Taste, for my mouth to keep.

Don't think your metaphysical
Decay would make everything
Okay. I'd surely gain an ache to the heart;
However, seeing your living smile
Wouldn't simply cause pain,
But it would tear me apart.

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