You were weak, and you left without a word. It doesn’t take much strength to slam the door of an empty room.
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you
told me
i was as
vital
as
that
after-dinner
cigarette
you
could never
have just
one of.
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begin to miss meals
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ache in the worst ways.
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slip from our fingers like a haze of barely-there smoke,
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you’ll bleed yourself dry for me one question at a time—no passing. i’ll lick your wounds
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airless,
upside-down
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“that you had every reason to lock, bolt, & paint your door shut, but you still had enough space in that trusting heart of yours to leave it ajar & brave the cold air for me.”
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