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Sibyl 

Love me like you would love your enemy,

Tear every fiber and sinew from my bones

Till nothing remains but broken ribs, tame

Tibia, and empty skull. Aren't you alone?

Look into my eyes and spit, I want our

Liquids mixed. Please blind me if you can. When

I wake up I'd like not to see. Devour

My best parts in the worst way. Then,

Take all the rest; Finger nails, pinky toes—

I've got two. Don't turn away; you've already

Begun to unbutton my dress. Don't slow

Down. I'm sorry I brought it up. Everybody

Says I toss and turn in my sleep, but I'm

Sure you can cure me. Just one night, don't

Leave. Leaving me here would be a crime.

I said I'd never beg again, but my bones

Ache so. He says I toss and turn—Please,

don't go—Provide me silence, I'm pleading.

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