It came, words cliched by careless mouths.
Betraying the hopeful romantics.
Trying to make the unpeculiar erotic
to the ears of the damned,
to the eyes of the weak.
Looping, curving, every loop hangs.
Penetrating the vulnerable, the hopeful.
Confessing a sin-to-be.
Confusing the hopeless---hopeless romantic.
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