IT is true that I praise
my ex-lover’s existence
by day
but at night I confess
I curse and stab — dissect
her heart in many ways
//-//
IT is true that I praise
my ex-lover’s existence
by day
but at night I confess
I curse and stab — dissect
her heart in many ways
//-//
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