precious

I make a full bow  
with half emotion,  
quarter lust  
a quarter to spare  
net weight of words  
overexpands my capacity…  
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I foresee my gain  
here's the move on  
are you mad yet?  
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dispensable, recyclable  
alive I am in your face if you spare,  
snuff me, and I'm a memory  
in your mind everywhere you step.
So dispose of me accordingly. 
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I won't die just for the taking  
a deficient creation made by you  
versatile to your taste.
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a temporary sanctuary, a torture house  
I'm a straight-faced scarecrow by myself  
a full circled spell in you.  
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I feel you are so precious  
igniting flames in my head  
sensing an onslaught of a death scene  
about to be deja vu …
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I sense you coming to me  
to be dispensable at your need
I'm in a victorious mode 
the moment is so precious, my dear Elsee…  
so precious