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Kitchen Nightmares
chocolate,
when partaken of
alone
on Valentine's Day,
tastes even worse than
your goodbye.
our last kiss,
rests upon my lips,
a peck
with a hint of
never-meant to be,
clearly marinated in
three years worth
of the bullshit
you put your blood, sweat, and tears
into.