.
to me
watch
me make
your periods
turn
to
tears

she came to me
my eyes had been stale
she seemed to have
enough life
in
her
eyes

we were confused
she set my eyes ablaze
with her *******
she has
an
measurement requirement

aside from poetry
this thought makes me
nauseous
to
think
she thought
like that
she
is
no piece

of
meat

now she is no peace in meet

how repentant
am
i

if the truth hurts
maybe
thats
why
we
wanted
to make her cry

not to be mean
perhaps show her
what we mean
i
mean
really

ok


ok
they clang
?












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