I tell you you do not
know me if you think I will not
kill you.
the poets the painters. they always get me.
just tell me one thing
actually i lied
don't tell me anything at all
i like it better that way.
if a lion
had you in its jaws I would attack it, if the ropes
binding your soul are your own wrists, I will cut them.
words are useful, after all.
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