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I used to write poetry while you were asleep;
High as a kite,
laying with your arms wrapped tight around me,
listening to your heavy breaths as you sweated the sheets and ground your teeth,
I would try to eloquently string together the words to describe how much I hated you.
High as a kite,
laying with your arms wrapped tight around me,
listening to your heavy breaths as you sweated the sheets and ground your teeth,
I would try to eloquently string together the words to describe how much I hated you.
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Maintaining that level of hatred for extended periods can lead to detrimental inner space.