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a story of three

first time she fell into him
she read herself
but made a point
the next time
to draw blood
with pauses
and sexton props.
(i hope that don't scar.)
confusion makes 
strange sleep mates,
and soft kitty snores
seem almost peaceful.
it looked like suicide,
that split personality,
and smelled of oceans.
explanations sound 
like fairy tales, though,
even today, and it's pointless
trying to rewrite them.
i think that's gonna scar,
what a shame.
she once was beautiful.

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