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if he's deadly
so is she and
when she says his
name it stings like poison
but he loves the pain
they neglect the real
problem and travel to her
city on the bus
they drive past
flashing
burning
lights
and whisper poison words
into each other's ears
the words aren't quite
i love you but he could make
i hate you sound pretty
and she would swoon all the same
she could ask him for his fingertips
on her skin and he'd wrap his hands
around her neck and she
wouldn't
even
mind
she wonders if this
is what love is
but
she doesn't really
think so

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