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She grew careless with her mouth.

Her lips came home in the evening numbed.

Excuses festered among her words.

She said one thing, her body said another.

Her body, exhausted, spoke the truth.

She grew careless, or became without care,

Or panicked between both.

Too logical to suffer, imagining

Love short-lived and ‘forever’

A lie fostered on the mass to light

Blank days with hope,

What she meant to him was soon diminished.

He too had grown careless with his mouth.

Habit wrecked them both, and wrecked

They left the fragments untouched, and left.