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You smash ants, you lie, you pretend to sleep through my nightmares, you pick flowers, you tell the truth.

I, on the other hand, will write these things down and hurt you with them later.

I told you that I broke the one before hims' heart-
on purpose! There was no need,
but the fun was too enticing.
I told him I couldn't promise I wouldn't do the same,
so he'd better just go before he got hurt.
I told him cruelty was my specialty;
a defense mechanism for my own fears.
'Hurt them before they hurt you, the world is a sick, bad place.'

He laughed and kissed me.

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