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I became broken. I no longer needed emotions to have sex. Thanks, Anthony. YOU SUCK.
Untitled Poem 2012-05-10
I am tearing my stuffing out
Smiling sardonically
Laughing hysterically
Over the pain I put myself through
In the name of you
You hold more sway than you know
I hide it away because
I can't face this truth, not now
Baking over open flames
Torn asunder by claims
Perfection is not my goal
I just want to sing and dance
Be myself in a corner
With someone bearing witness
To the rebirth of faith
A fed up psychologist I.N.T.J. lambastes her soon to be ex-husband for being a douche bag.
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