I give up on love
Swallowing it whole
A hot stone
Burning soft as it goes down
My too late words
Squirm in stunted currents
Stolen oceans
Steamed dry by sun
My too late love
With nowhere to go
Buries the mud
With the weight of the world
All the words I have
Ineffectively
Fall to surface
I love you too
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