Familiarity breeds contempt.
Of course, this is true
If one is contemptible.
When remaining unknown, aloof,
...
Unable to be pulled apart from him,
Her heartbeats resemble percussion.
Lips upon another’s they waltz slowly,
Almost motionless in their emotion.
...
Rotting on the inside
Tumbling within yourself
Unable to notice that
Men still watch you
...
To a nameless woman.
Let me become sick
To the very bottom
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Crisp on my tongue,
Your name simmers
Away on my mind.
Flooded with thoughts
...
Am I to sit here,
Upon this chair of yours?
Behind mountains
Of framed pictures
...
I fear I am in the wrong,
Shying away from your
Blossoming Judas lips,
And the scent of vague
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From all angles, I am
Once again attacked.
Rolled into a slight,
And small pinprick,
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There is only one way
To describe an imbecile.
Even if I were to beat,
The life out of you
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