Your face, so covetous, cuts my lungs
To destroy hollow-voiced compassion
Your words, are the noose around my neck
I wish you would, what you won't do
In my holiest temple with eyes elusively moving
You elevate my heart with glare
This beckon in banality conveys
You don't want me, but I need you
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