This pleasant ambivalence
Will not sustain.
Of halfhearted inquiries
and shallow refrain.
We or us exist
Only with disdain.
revolving in fortnights
pinned by a silly game.
That is mine
fly wide on our own.
We've had enough
hands bit to bone.
No broken heart memory
binds me to your throne!
Will not sustain.
Of halfhearted inquiries
and shallow refrain.
We or us exist
Only with disdain.
revolving in fortnights
pinned by a silly game.
That is mine
fly wide on our own.
We've had enough
hands bit to bone.
No broken heart memory
binds me to your throne!
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