A cunning girl
who knew how
to get exactly
what she wanted
at the time.

What the **** else do you
want me to say about it?

If I cry enough tears
would they please,
kindly drown me
in my sleep?

The cold
shivered shoulder
of a girl
mocha-skinned
who promised you the world,
but when you couldn't keep up,
she gave up.

All the dreams
of this being true,
that you swore never would be,
are broken picture frames
in the mirror-mask of my heart.

To think
you'd hurt me
worse than the one
you healed me from.

I'm worse off than when
I met you. How
does that feel?

Then prove it.

Well at least
we answered
that debate,
didn't we?