Wednesday, September 25, 2013

What It Is Like To Love Me

We will have many conversations about ME
and you'll learn to hate YOU.

And my sweet heart face will make it easy for you to cast me as the martyr 

- it's a role I was born to play.

You notice my lips, but not my sharp teeth. 

And when you finally do, there will be nothing 
but bits of your heart slowly making their way down my throat.

This is my gift.

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