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The Lovers
What a cruel thing
To separate two lovers
So deeply intertwined and tangled
In each other
Not with surgeons hands
With precision to save a life
They hacked away with chainsaws
Cleavers, butchers knives
Now both of them are bleeding
Harsh wounds are hard to sooth
A love that once gave meaning
Now rots under the moon
Let’s be gentle with our lovers
They came from the same star
We’ve come too far to hate them
And destroy without regard
To separate two lovers
So deeply intertwined and tangled
In each other
Not with surgeons hands
With precision to save a life
They hacked away with chainsaws
Cleavers, butchers knives
Now both of them are bleeding
Harsh wounds are hard to sooth
A love that once gave meaning
Now rots under the moon
Let’s be gentle with our lovers
They came from the same star
We’ve come too far to hate them
And destroy without regard
Published 5th Dec 2024
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