if i could stab you in the heart with holy truth i would not

i would still just curse you and watch your pores open in this heat

hoping to meet someone poor, naked, dirty, cynical, empty, and fake

who doesn't give a fuck about anything but what would matter if we were stranded up in the tundra together

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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