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SubTitle: TO FUCK OR NOT TO FUCK





you said you love me

that you would do anything

just to make me happy

and wounding me

would be the last thing

you would ever do unto me

the stars above were our witness

under the misty stare of your

effusive yearn

i welcomed defeat



and then contentment plays on and on

i thought i am enough, but i was wrong

your sham stinks like scents from

putrefying corpses smothering me

'til i refuse to breathe



what do you get for being in two boats

except to usher one of us to your

pathetic lust

when can you realize that my love isn't

that divine, that i can't always stay--

                                                      forever blind

to forgive you this time isn't very easy

especially when i've forgiven you

more than the times i caught you

burying me in my own stupidity