friendship
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You never loved me. You lusted, yes,and you will spend your yearsseeking me between other sheets.Submitting will nevermore taste as sweet.You might not be capableof romantic love, but I believed you —more fool me — when you offered higher loves.More, I believed your friendshipcould outlive dying embers.I try to write a poemto explain the way…
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He’s squeezed enough tears from me over the years, so these are not his. The day will come (I must believe it) when simple kindnesses will not notch an arrow then send it humming through the air until it hits the targethe left hanging on my heart. Again I bleed,but these tears water the roots…
Spilled Ink from the Vault 