Your true colors

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Inspired by my cheating ex

My head pounds,

my hands are swollen and bruised,

my throat is raw

from screaming at you.


Dents in the wall

from my skull and fists,

all because of you

and what you did.


You put me in a place

that I've never been in before,

I never thought I could yell at a girl

and call her a whore.


But that's what I did

and that's what you are,

but don't expect me to give you a tear,

or myself a scar.


You're not worth that shit.

You're just another bitch.

And I hope you know that to him,

you're just a pair of tits.


You're not even worth these words,

now that I think of it.

I guess this page will join your pictures,

sitting in my fire pit.

Submitted: April 09, 2012

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