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Thursday, February 18, 2010
You snuggle up with phantoms
using lies to keep you warm.
I choose the cold, indefinite space
I choose to be alone.
You settle for the second best,
Convince yourself you're pleased.
I let my hunger ravage me,
I'd rather be a tease.
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