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pt. III

September 1st, 2009 – February 20th, 2014
they used to call you Halifax.

it was nothing close to love,
but you were oh-so ever-present.

your mother asked why december
was so important because we used to wait
for the end of the world together.

they said we had a pact because of that.
said we worshipped the devil
and drank blood and ate pills when
really we just wanted to disappear.

i just wish that
somehow i was enough
to convince you to be trapped here
with me forever,
but you’ve already sown your eyes tight.

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