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it’s borderline compulsive
wish i cared to repulse it
but i need it’s orbit
deliverance, the fraction it gives me
outlier destiny
accrued this lovesick nature
always the other paramour
romanticized now or later
last deception better than before
built you up to my perfection
even if too good and too true to ever be
aware of your false projection
but who else would choose to love me?
i hate what you did to me and i don’t hate easily
purging your prayers, remove the infection
last of the Poplar trees
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