that girl you laugh at
the one you think so little of
is losing her grip and falling faster
than you can come up with ways to distort
to disembowel
she can spit
acid
on all the pictures you paint and try to hide inside
she will not let you forget
she will peel away the layers she will eat the silence
devour
your dirty little lies
she'll get fat and birth what you fear
and smile while you die.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
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