two: bystander

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Why don't you just stand by
    like you're used to
  sew your lips together with her hair
   pluck your eyes like the raven's claw,
    rest your tired body in a pond of pitch
  and get toasty from the warmth of the world I lit a match to

-feral kenyon

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