You went down quickly enough, and
turned me to putty.
Though you were on occasions bitter,
You seemed only delightfully nutty.
You disguised yourself in everything I
seek,
A perniciously perfected performance
So that I would make you mine and you
would make me weak.
Thought you met my lips, you came from
the hands of another.
Though in a way you'll be with me
forever,
We can not, or will not, ever live
together.
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