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Rhiannon
Poems
Mar 2016
She.
She doesn't read my poetry,
And throws away my stuff.
She cannot stand my music,
I think I breathe too much.
The bile I stutter from my tongue,
Is nothing compared to hers.
She's a wasp and I am stung,
But she's only using her words.
The selfishness she commandeers,
It does nothing but hurt me so.
As she cuts her skin destroying herself,
She only let's me know.
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United Kingdom
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