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violet teeth
orange peel romance
we were kind
in the summer
when our blood
bubbled from our fingers

how nice we were

when we slept on top
of each other
and no
I never stayed
but what does that mean now

well let’s
let our dogs out
or pretend we were kind to
each other
but god knows
we were tornadoes
in a bottle
running into each other
and proclaiming love
when the other
was so blind

hell
that’s a kindness
I’ve never loved more
to be ignorant of another’s
love