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Destroy the dreams once shared between us
only to be haunted by their ghosts.

Yesterday the
oleanders came into bloom
under the harvest moon.

Remind me when I fall down
everyone will one day know my name.
My, how beautiful you are

despite your flaws.
Mercy me.
Behind my eyes the cosmos lie. Don't you
envy me?
Rough me up a bit now, baby.

Many a day ago you came;
yesterday, while beneath me.

Neither of us could ever lie
and claim to have hated how we killed.
My love is not one to be swayed by oleanders
even under the harvest moon.