She can't stand me.
I'm soiled she says.
But she too is a fibber.
A dirty fucking, (and at that too she excels)
lying beauty.
Based in self loathing, youth, arrogance.
It will fade.
It is fading.
Parallels between off fruit and this person were present in the first draft but I took them out.
Her value and my desire to crystalise her in words are in decline.
Yes to more.
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