You
	...
	are a fine meal
	...
	that has been left to rot
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	on the ground
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	in the dirt
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	beneath the hot sun
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	and you have decayed.
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	I
	...
	have had to partake of that meal
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	each time I have crossed the threshold
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	to greet your face.
	...
	The level of my hatred for you has gone past boundaries of space and time and the city in my mind and the desert in my heart. It billows like clouds of silk, grows until there is no space for a secondary emotion to reside within this frail and weary body that has grown old before it has ever lived.
	Why won't you go away?
	Why won't you leave me to a smooth gray panel of nothingness--a realm of smoke and mirrors where wisps will always cloud and shroud the one who I wish to never be seen?
	...
	And yet you are still here? Then you indeed hate me as much as I hate you and we will live in misery together--you and I. You hovering beneath me and above me and inside me and across me in that smooth panel of glass.
	You bitch.
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	I curse you and yet you are still here.
	...
	What shall it take for you to depart from me? Must I lose myself in the love of another? Drown myself in a dark chocolate soul of comfort and love and sleep and blankets and rainy days and cold nights? Will you still be there waiting for me in the dark orb of the television screen or the silver glow of a stray spoon?
	...
	Or do I end me to end you? Cut a hole in the circle and pull it straight like a never-ending band of sea and sky? You and I parted by a horizon? Seemingly close and yet miles and miles...
	...
	It would be worth it to see you from me.
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	It would be worth anything to see you from me.
	...
	And yet you are still here.
	...
	I see we have come to a stalemate
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	you and I
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	opposite ends
	...
	of a chessboard perhaps.
	...
	I concede
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	shrink back to dark corners of the realm
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	for you have ruined my kingdom
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	tainted my speeches
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	brought my world crumbling down around me like dry earth.
	...
	And if I must silence me
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	to silence you
	...
So be it.