Kiss me tenderly,
and slit my wrists,
spoil and splender,
dark humor with a twist.
- are you happy?
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Shattered glass
Poetry［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
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Kiss me tenderly,
and slit my wrists,
spoil and splender,
dark humor with a twist.
- are you happy?
