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you make it with your hands

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eyes flutter close with
reckless ease breath stops
fraudulent fingers still
the heat of you cools from him

you go with so much drama
heroic sacrifice, world-saveage
hard to top
over the top
your wants are simpler now

you like rope
all thick and strong
heavy, bristly ‘round your neck
one wrong step

water’s classic
the weight of oceans gripping you
sounds peaceful - that must be what they mean
you’ve tried it twice
never took

fangs are nice
let the vamp win this one
voilá: tragic accident (slightly bloody)
but Spike would save you
damn him

promised you his world
he lied
he’s a corpse, dead weight
but you’re still living