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Every word

A tiny prick of pain

So carefully measured

So carefully measured

Subconsciously administered

Disguised as medicine

Disguised as medicine

Your voice etched into stone

As you create my form

Every line from memory

The curve of collarbones

Every kiss

A tiny gift of death

So carefully portioned

So carefully portioned

Apothecary’s bitter tongue

That tastes of medicine

That tastes of medicine

The gold pours down my throat

A hand that slowly chokes

A ribbon tied around your wrist

To mitigate the flow