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another poem about teeth and how you fucked me over.

when our faces were close and our mouths still clumsy your broken tooth always reminded me that I was alive. and now I hear you are getting your front-right- tooth filled in because the chip is getting to be too much for you to handle and you're 'so tired' of explaining how it got there. what does that make me?
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mara-siegel
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Written by
mara-siegel
American
Published
Mar 17, 2013
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fuckin' teeth.

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