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How was your trip?
Hope you had a good fall
Like at the grocery store when you fell on on your *** ****** broke your hip
It was especially good because we all
Saw. You. Slip
Wasn't that funny?
Welcome home hunny
Look at our garden
Gonna ****** shoot those bunnies
I gotta lot of plants and I love them all equally
More than my husband who I'm killing with indecency
I might always be this way but I found a cure cause recently
I've been smoking grass and taking oils to live peacefully
And argue to the death anyone who disagrees with me
Then share my good ideas and share my good ideas and share my good ideas and share my go--
or you blow your brains out from a lecture at an undetectable frequency
And if you point out anything like ******* you're just mean to me
I'll live off gin and Juice and little bits of meat and cheese
Jesus don't get me started on defunding the police
The blacks and injuns just don't know how to live since they've been freed
Have you seen their reservation? They're pathetic but the worst are all the chiefs
What else could you expect? let it be, It's just a fresian thing it's part of me

You wanted me to be tiny like you

The compliments you gave out in the beginning
Dried up and soon nothing I did was enough for you

I went out of my way to help you the first time
After that, you took my help for granted, made me do it over and over again
You acted helpless to guilt me, and the truth is you didn’t want to help yourself
When I tried to stop, you left a hurtful letter, out in the open, very well visible, on the kitchen table
Yes, I know you lied about the fact that you wrote the letter for your eyes only
Yes, I know you wrote the letter to hurt me and manipulate me
That’s when I should have left you, but I was too nice, I was too naive

I did most of the cooking, and you did most of complaining about the food
You started to control the way I dress, you wanted me to dress the way that was acceptable to you
You also didn’t want me to be with my friends

You belittled the work I did to chase my dream
If I work for my dream, I would grow, and you didn’t want that
You needed me to be tiny, so you could control me

I couldn’t let you manipulate me into being tiny like you
I have a dream I can’t possibly achieve if I’m tiny like you
I can’t let that happen
That’s why you are not in my life

You know you've fallen for a narcissist
when you **** in the mirror
and he's looking at himself

the tapestry that formed around my soul
was made of the eager to please you
now it has sunken in the ground and feeds from pain
narcissistic breeze in the air
and sunflowers slowly dying
it's cold again
here i am
alone again

Today, I got to open the door
They **** everywhere
They **** in the elevator, in the
long hallway, in the truth vending machine:
My brave heart sought a glance from,
Countless(not always) times averted had I,
Now I sought(in snatches)- vain and askance
I stood, exacted by the same meekness.
I could've atleast cried aloud within,
My throbbing brain alone.


Resolve and break off, neatly tucked away.
'Egomaniac!'
They **** in my bathroom. They are in a storm. But eyes unclouded, I could see!
Them *******, Their hands all over...
Exhaust pipes mirroring worlds, for all they care. They are clad in white, faces and all.
When I lie, telling the truth again:
Following it. Asking favours when dumb.
Part of them now stick out of me, Devolving white into the storm. They're seen with my
eyes, trained in my mind, Open my door.

the sweet succor of
my own narcissism reflected
back to me from the mirror
in the bathroom; i am a crocodile
warming in the sun.