By Stephen
Date: 2002 Mar 21
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Perjure of the Pursuer

within what does true suffering meet amends
when beyond omnipotent playgrounds...
you drew me in, like selling vacuums
so I en masse, and full pulsing on detestation
you raise an eyebrow awkwardly towards me once again
because you know I'm forced to contemn
and for who do you suspect
all trying for a definable relationship
you know I'm just surviving on loathe
breeding on despise, breathing in the scorn
when I get close, you spin away
yearning without a voice, I subtract
from your checkbook
deducted like an expense
forgotten amidst the suspense
well, I love you with all my heart
buy this?