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why i didn't sleep for four days? i knew at some point you would leave. i figured i could sleep for the rest of my life.

aim true

your honey tongue emits
sweet sticky words
that poison my heart like a doe in the wood.

i would follow you home all the same,
but you'd rather see me fall
and squirm.

oh, how they praise you
in astoundment at your kill.
what a beauty, what skill you've displayed.

you're the toast of the town.
are you known
for adding insult to injury?

you should be.

a grand affair

you linger the tantallizing prospect of love in front of my watery, hungry eyes. you've come to realize how to get the best of my kind. the contender is you. i've never been swindled so convincingly. my confidence has never previously survived such an affair. you might very well be the sweetest bastard i've ever met.