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stopdoopy
Poems
Dec 2018
Woof
Any time I think of her
my jaw locks
and my teeth press
into a viscous snarl
as if I've become some beast
And I would bite
with words I've held tight
sinking teeth into flesh
and getting it where it hurts
Maybe I am a rabid animal
who's too dangerous to trust
but what does that mean when
you're the one who made me this way
#jaw
#viscous
#snarl
#teeth
#bite
#flesh
#rabid
#animal
#trust
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