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Flip flop

  • Poet
  • Jan 21
  • 1 min read

Monday drinking my water

Tuesday passing my stone

Stringing your reposts with red strings across my wall

Monday I’m an angel

Tuesday I’m a bitch who runs her mouth

As they double the colony of the same bacterial truth

Watching them protect their sweet baby angel

he can be rather unkind when he doesn’t get his way

arguing with me like he’s my boyfriend

As I hang from the lips of a boy with pretty eyes



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