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Just friends is killing me;
just friends is the stake impaling my heart; just friends is the barb mocking at my side, it is the metal filing piercing my eye, and the shard of glass hidden in my too-tough heel. It is the chicken bone in my gullet, and the madwoman's scalpel poised at my womb. Just friends is quietly mutilating me; just friends is circumcising me; just friends is the backyard surgeon and his unwashed hands, the rusted razor blade, the filthy thread, and the curved carpet needle. Just friends is a coward's lie. Just friends is the serial killer's spotless white gloves and his big, blunt, strangling hands.
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