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After an astounding battle of vocabulary
In an attempt to define a future trajectory
Running all the variables through your tightly limited equation, broken heart in hand, I released you.
And thus myself.
I’m
Back
On
The
Block
Auctioning off smiles, (such lies), and intensely smoldering glances, studded with tiny glimmers of pain.
To love, I find, an exercise in vain.
Catch me running, regardless.
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