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stolen beauty 
sodden with tears, 
in a crumpled heap i lie, 
at your feet. my chest feels 
as though i might die; 
hurry, take me now, 
i pray to a god 
i don’t know. i beg, 
no more self inflicted 
castigation, as i am 
unable to stop myself. 
pain, as fierce 
as i have known, 
threatens to conquer me. 
i should be beaten down 
and never again 
allowed access 
to my own words, 
for they will kill me. 
i deserve none 
of the honesty and beauty 
i take from you, 
for in turn, i cheat you. 
no experience 
in my holdings 
to have taught me 
how better to hold 
a man such as you. 
i have never loved 
another more, 
indeed as much. 
i have never needed 
another as i do you. now, 
i have achieved 
the expected, i have pushed 
you so far from me, hurt 
may never allow 
you to come back. 
i am the chocolate rabbit. 
©tlp 2010