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b'I didn\\u2019t lose it until she left. I keep photos of the people I\\u2019ve loved to see if there\\u2019s a pattern. I expect more out of morning than I do out of night. I\\u2019m a dying animal. I like my flesh spread and my neck choking, and I like my eyes on you. Fixed. Slaughter-watch. Bite your love in me. Throw me into your river, and I will swim with every part of me. I never really told the truth until that moment I watched you Ending. I knew then that I was not a ghost. I knew then I wanted to be branded. By your scent and your smile. Put your love somewhere in there, too. Deep so I have to search. \\n\\n\\n\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0\\xa0This is as far as I\\u2019ll go.\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'