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- For Worse
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Your heart is like a cenotaph,
A shallow grave,
A hollow laugh.
Your words are like a jagged sword.
Rusted, yet sharp,
They sever my cord.
Your touch is so non-convincing.
When I am near
I sense your wincing.
Your soul is worried, searching, lost.
But I have agreed to
Share the cost.
I lie beside you in your bed
With no joy inside
As if I were dead.
Find a new tomorrow?
Plot a different course?
Seems there's less better
and much more for worse.
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