i will make you hurt
i will make you worse
than you were before
love is such a chore
walking through that door
i see it on your face
and i am disgraced
your trust i erased
i was misplaced
and you can not trust me
cuz i will never be
standing in one place
and the flat notes
and the clenched throats
and the fishing for the compliments
and the hooking me with you lines of lust
and you know with you
that i missed the boat
and the train left early
and you scolded me
i will
break your

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