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Mar 2018
She is a broken record

A broken record will repeat itself,

No knowledge that you must hear this drone.

Even if you acknowledge this crack in the vinyl

It will continue to make this repetitive sound until the moment the needle is pulled away.

I mean no harm most of the time

its just hard not to place your hands upon somebody
causing you to feel so much hatred

not for themselves

but for the things they do

She is a broken typewriter

and the writer is on the last page
they will ever write

and though all of the mistakes

were only mistakes

but with keys that click and press and print

you just cant erase

that ink will always stain my skin

it wont change the way that I am a typewriter

and a record that plays on clearly

with some spots of ink

and some bumpy tracks


She is a mess

not my mess

yet sometimes

She makes her messes

then makes those messes mine

because i make my own messes

and they fit so perfectly to blame for her own

that she gets away Scot ******* free

most of the time

and i just carry these boulders
until i can drop them at the top of this mountain

only for her to push them to the base again

what a waste of my ******* time
UNiTY
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UNiTY  20/Non-binary/Arcturus
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