Everything kills everything else, in some way
cold though it may sound
to the ears of another, happier, time

You are killing me, you know
killing me exactly as you keep me alive
with resolution and complete commitment

My love, a fair match for Falstaff
never have I seen a greater
skating overlong on the thin ice

Now, in our long twilight revealed
those little links which, together, make
the great chain of a woman's happiness

tacks of brass
true as steel
a continual candidate for conversion

But can this truly be the time of day?
Have you been long enough at my table?
You'd better be fearless and confident yourself.

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