Can we try? Can we? Not to let venom bubble out . Not to raise hackles Talk of shackles All things done and undone? What's the point anymore? We're both sore Now it's just sprinkling salt. Do we want to be slugs? Just stop. We don't need to throw strops. It's over. It's gone. Let it lie. You won't die and neither will I. Maybe one day our mouths will offer sugar But for now... Let's keep them shut. (c) Slumpless
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