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Jul 2016
I scream
but you don't listen
your ears
must be broken

you know
like my heart

that thing
you ripped
out of my chest
and stomped on

no matter
I slept with
your little brother
and he says
"you hit like a girl"
The Poetry Peddler
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The Poetry Peddler
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