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golden veins

i can see right through you,
i can see what's in your veins
"you're making it so obvious"
with your silly sapphic stanzas,
and your woven, yet stark wordplay

i can feel the heat
of the molten gold within you
it's the hanahaki,
except you decompose in this one,
and there's no more happy endings

"i'd brave volcanoes for you"
because i desire what you discard
at least, please die in my arms
so i can feel you grow as cold as i.
at least, please let your life in my arms.

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