and through this medium i sunk my teeth. i caught your eye and i release.
you looked away, feign detached. a little too late from my attacks.
roll around in jitter frenzy, in the end you’ll be against me
sitting still to cool yourself, what is filled is what is left
nothing is as what it was, so it is as nothing hurts
more than words from your first, i sunk my teeth to make it worse.

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