mundane misfit

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
tortured love

Submitted: April 29, 2016

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she was a ghost no vitals
but her head held that beat 
daily mundane recital 
day in day done, week after week 
romancing a razor
gimme a little kiss 
asked her for a favor 
she responded with a fist 
im a scumbag, hashtag 
heard it all before 
she a broom stick, dish rag,
torn and tattered whore 
were both praying to a god 
who must have deafened ear 
slow-mo, solo cogs 
grinding through our fears
together we are nothing 
apart we are the same 
both collective sufferings
to the cosmos is a grain 
grandiosity atrocities, 
my head never shrank 
she makes modest a monstrosity 
skillful little skank 
she cut me down to size 
yet the pieces never fit 
fill me with your lies 
you mundane little misfit


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