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feeling stressed <<< EEEEEK (poem)


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Take your words

And feed them to me

Force down the guilt

And all these

Lies through self pity

 

Run your fingers over my lips

Catching every drop

Poor this drink down my neck

Maybe then -

The anguish could stop

 

Yet, you sit me down

And feed me dessert

I know the pains not finished

Anticipation, waiting

For the worst

 

It's when you open your mouth -

To my surprise

Swallow down the food

Smile

And enjoy your lies

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