What would you like me to say?
or better recite?
that if you left me
it would rain upon my soul day and night?
that's hardly the case,
but i'll humour you alright?
I part my treacherous lips to let those sinfully deceiving words escape from synically corrupted lungs....
I...LOVE...YOU...
Its a lie
and i know it
because i abhor it
the very idea of love
the reason behind
the demise
of so many women weaker than I
sigh...
I am a skeleton woman
seeking flesh
previously broken
more vulnerable than the rest
so how could you expect
for me to give you my best?
when it's painfully obvious
that there is nothing left?
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