i had to learn to kill

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WHY ARE YOU HERE AGAIN ?

IF YOUR HEART WASN'T SNAPPED OPEN LIKE A PISTA NUT WITH ABSCESS OF YOUR CARDIAC MUSCLES ADORNING IT LIKE A MILKY RELIC,

WHY ARE YOU HERE ?

AFTER THE COUNTLESS TIMES MY TONGUE SCORCHED ITSELF OVER AND OVER, RUBBING ANTI-VENOM ON YOUR SNAKEBITES SNAKING AROUND MY SKIN / BEGGING YOU TO LEAVE YET,

YOU NEVER DID

YOU SAID I KILLED YOU— RETURN THE FAVOUR THEN. I DARE YOU. BECAUSE ALL MY LIFE, I HAVE BEEN KILLING BOYS; AND OH BOY, YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE SPECIAL.

YOU JUST ACCIDENTALLY BIT YOURSELF.

BUT, LOOK AT THE IRONY LIKE YOU AND ME / YOU ARE A KILLER TOO, YOU KNOW? BUTCHERING AND CHOPPING MY SOFT CHERRIED HEART. REPEATEDLY. SO WHY DO YOU BLAME ME, WHEN ALL I DID WAS,

RETURN

THE ( FUCKING )

FAVOUR.

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