One line stood out to me:
I desired my dust to be mingled with yours
Forever and forever and forever.
Would you think me a cynic-
Call me Negative Nancy, the glass-half-empty-girl,
Or some sort of raging feminist-
Call me Negative Nancy, the glass-half-empty-girl,
Or some sort of raging feminist-
If I told you that I don't think I could ever
Ever
Ever
Feel that way about another human being?
Ever
Ever
Feel that way about another human being?
I promise you it's not nearly as glamorous as all that.
No, all it really boils down to is
Cowardice.
Cowardice.
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