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i never wanted to know
the difference between a wake and a funeral.
but i do.

not because my curiosity
is sated by morbidity.
but because i am unfortunately knowledgeable
and sadly experience in the formalities of deaths
of people who were taken too soon.

i never wanted to know
the difference between making love and fucking.
but i do.

and not because i spend my free time
watching movies of women who's water and plastic contents are equal.
but because i have gone to bed with men
who are thinking of prettier girls they could have had
if they didn't settle on me.

i never wanted to know
the difference between the look of a liar and a straight-shooter.
but i do.

because like smile lines,
there are so many lies to tell
before those lies start to dig into your skin.
and i can't tell if its pathetic, or useful
that i can tell the difference.

and Life is just a series of learning things
i didn't want to know.