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the roses i gave you were carved from my blood
and when we kissed my lips were sewn together
when i met you my lungs filled with something other than air
it felt like fiery daisies were growing in my throat
your words make me feel like
there are balloons popping in my belly
and needles in my heart
and although it is quite painful
i like the way it feels
and darling all i ask
is for you to please
keep torturing me.

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