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Render. Defunct (Free verse) by Owner of the Sky
Oh you, my
Philosopher's lovechild,
Caustic and bitter Tyro;
Vehemently, In voluntary
(Virulently)
You inject my, infect my,
bust my
chops.
You once said...
The chemicals are I
am the worm inside.
I can spray you,
squish you,
(under the giant boot of moot)
Or feed you to the birds.
But no,
I will swallow you
*Glug*
With my tequila.
Integrity, in (the) gritty
in tact we lie
Because you said--
just in case I should expire, now or later, I love you
And
Just in case you do, I love you.
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