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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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I want to be wasted, forgotten, and alone I crave to be ravaged, lost, and destroyed I yearn to be wrapped in stronger arms I desire to be your pain and heartache I hope to be the sin, your eternal downfall raw || truth |