Poem: Girlfriend

When it spills, like ink

in my brain coloring black

the folds, and I don’t care

if you don’t get what I am feeling

about the world, because you are

selfish Miss. Anthropy, believing no one

can hate like you, I play no parts

for you to define what I am,

we are both asses because

that’s what you make of us

when you assume.

Poem: Girlfriend

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