I saw you, a worm... dying in the sun
your writhing body reminded me of love
where is you head worm... I thought
where do you hold your pain?
what is the memory of your life...
I never stopped to look
It happened very slowly
You would twist inside my head like licorice
then something inside me will collapse...
no one else will notice you there
I returned to find you flat against the sidewalk
and the magic spell was broken
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