Wednesday, May 31, 2017

ugh, the poetic 'you' can bite me. you can bite me!

And I've seen you watch while mentioning something to make me jealous, to make my ego pained, to position self above. Seen you look for the break.
And I've seen you see my start to cry and I think there was a small smile there, probably satisfying to know you could incite such in someone seemingly, unflinching.
We all flinch, and you are just un-observant. Like candy and a baby. We guess.

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