breakup poem #2 (-, twisted)
I twist the knife you left me
because you wanted me to hurt.
Everyone else says I don't deserve it,
but they don't know how to help me.
but you're gone.
So I twist the knife
because it's what you left me.
re: breakup poem #2 (-, twisted)
The knife has been more or less rescinded, for which I am grateful.
I feel I have a lot more to write about what happened, generally in a more positive vein, once things settle down.
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