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friends and lovers

have the power to surprise you

with an unexpected blow

but enemies

are predictable

and sometimes more trustworthy

than our bedmates


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His conflicting thoughts about me showcased themselves across the table, he feared me yet wanted to be with me. I understood his turmoil because I felt that way about myself

my heart became vintage as the memories of us decomposed in my mind

once he dipped himself in my honey he developed an addiction for my taste

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