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Aphrodite [.fallen.]

It ((hurts))
when you find these self.inflicted.bruises
unattractive--
because some of them
[.I wear for you.]

I told you once
that I have it in me
to _worship_ you like a god;
you looked at me //sideways//,
in the kind of way that means
[.I’m not making sense.]

Do you even know the worth
of what you [hold] in your hands?

Just your pretty wind.up.enigma
//.taken for granted.\\
put up on a pedestal
&& forgotten on the ^heights^.

[..I miss being looked at
like I mean something..]

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