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aren't you just glad
that you tore down
every inch of
every painting on
the worn out wallpaper?
i know you told me that
your love
is worth every single diamond
that was on my necklace
and that you would bring me the moon
one day,
but you didn't tell me the moon
would have a climate that
would resemble your heart
and that the diamonds were fake.

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