She is human; She is insincere
You're the cheap catcher
the dream whacker
You're the time I tried
to behave myself
I tried to hurt myself
bashful tits
and tight lips
I have overgrown features
and I am grotesquely human
and I am false
false false.
This poem was written by Elizabeth A. Dudich on Oct 23, 2007.
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