Ninth: Love
Picket white fences
Hearts shaped into candy
Don't give them a taste
Kisses laced with formaldehyde
Nothing left alive in their wake
Hugs wrapped in arms of broken glass
Deep bloody wounds to help you remember
Whispering words of malice
Fester between you ears
Withered roses defile my view
Fuck your picket white fences...and fuck you!
How
How hollow is empty?
How long is too far?
How hungry is starving?
How alone is lonely?
How lost is unfindable?
How weak is fragile?
How deep is bottomless?
How dark is soulless?
How strong is unbreakable?
How much is enough?
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