I would swallow my pride
I would choke on the rinds
But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside
I would swallow my doubt
Turn it inside out
Find nothing but faith in nothing
Want to put my tender
Heart in a blender
Watch it spin around
To a beautiful oblivion
Rendezvous
Then I'm through with you
I burn burn like a wicker cabinet
Chalk white
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