For Poetry
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For poetry,
I drink
the poison
of tongue.
For poetry
you hurt
and I feel,
I'm drunk.
I won't leave
an inch
for poetry
you know.
I'll withstand
your bitter-sweet
love, and pun
everyday you throw!
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