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Judgmental Breakfast

A full glass of "how could you's?"

Nine fork lifts of "I told you so's" to fill out

Beside the "maybe's" and "hope to be's"

A napkin stitched with "your loss" in continuous patterns

It's no use, no good, I know I misunderstood but

I'd rather starve than awake to this judgmental breakfast.

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multicolored-eyes
29 / F
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Mar 29, 2013
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