aren't i just full of bad poetry tonight?

Feb 08, 2009 23:55

breaking up
2.8.2009

i've grown
to hate my
favorite shirt

it's still damp
from wiping watery
snot and drool
on the hem

tears dripped around
the collar like a salty
necklace

it makes me think of
curling up in bed
and sobbing because
i thought you were leaving

"fuck you" torn from my
body with a wretched sound
like shredding paper

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steinsgrrl February 9 2009, 08:54:51 UTC
D:

<3

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