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Tired Love
I fell asleep
While reading
His poetry
The words still lay on my lips
Still haunt me like they were meant to
Destroy me with madness
Not because his poetry made me sleepy
And not because his poetry soon became an entangled mess
Of contradictions and misinterpreted feelings
I was tired because there was so much of him
I wanted to read
I fell asleep

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