I wastedand then, the third time she came
a lifetime
on your love
your lies
your
faded eyes
only to be
left hungry
wanting nothing;
would you
come
back,
once
so I can say
no?
I had to oblige.
And thus spoke she:
you made thou calling
nothing contemptible therein;
“stay, till
a cold and stiff companion
you bury”, i requested
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