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Sunday

contd!

so tonight he said goodbye
'cept goodnight was a "clap!"
however you wish to see it
there's a zero in c0mpromise

you only walk a crooked line
til the only taste left
is bittered of duress
he follows the signs that lead out

in the funniest lights
and unlikely times
you're shone who's
not a friend
he can't compr0mise that

what is a lover that isn't a
friend?
neither. no corridor, or emails

a clean break from immorality
where to fall when zero is empty?

if it didn't happen now
it should have been ajer
since it didn't happen then
it was bound to be bookra

"picky" meant all, not some.
i'm the "i"
in insincere: i de
cide. and me: the "m" in human

i beg thee. you're simply unworthy

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