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So You're a Cunt?
Your grasp on me clicked for the last time.
I can't breath right.
My heart bursts.
Blood stains your hands of the deed your've done.
However, you are released.
No more.
I am released.
No more lies.
No more tip-toes.
I love you.
You cannot take that away from me.
It's something no one can capture, not even you.
I know you tried your hardest.
You are in deservance of a kind gesture.
Some might say.
No.
No more.
No more of.
No more of this.
No.
No more.
No more of.
No more of you.
I love you, dear.
Excellent.
I love that I have to read & reread your poem to make sure I'm gettin the complete meaning. Awesome