We bludgeon each other
in a variety of clever ways
Damage compounds daily
Our daily bloodletting
will eventually drain
the core reservoir
we once believed to be
the depth of all eternity
Dust will be our destiny
as our mutually
inflicted wounds
bleed our love dry
We could stop
the carnage anytime
Stem the tide of inevitability
Compromise could be tried
if we could only
temper our pride
and sheath these
rapier tongues
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