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Fell out of love

Your face is boring like a cold soup Your touch irritates me like a thorny branch Your snoring is no longer a lullaby Your complement fuels anger in me Your breath upsets my stomach I no longer excitedly wait for your calls I don’t know how I got here breaking your heart is what scares me I pray things would get back to normal Like when I used to enjoy the smell of your sweat

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