Disposable Girl

She was that disposable paper cup you use to quench your thirst with, once, but wouldn’t keep next to your expensive china. She was disposable. She was that summer fling in a tank top and a racy bikini who you took to your hotel room but never to your parents. She was easy. She was…

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Itch

This itch Hurts, Suffocates, Bleeds. This itch I’ll scratch Till I reveal What’s hidden Underneath. All your Excuses; All your Pretences, I’ll scratch, Scratch, Scratch, Till nought remains Of your conjectures And your lofty disdain. What are you? Only a scab I want rid of. A reminder of A deleterious past; A fetid pus Born…

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Vengeance

Love isn’t a band-aid; You can’t slap it over every wound And hope it will heal. Time isn’t a panacea; Some wounds go in too deep, They never stop hurting. ‘Give it time’ and ‘love conquers all’, They’re only glossy varnish,  When tears and entreaties fail. Let me have my vengeance. Sometimes it’s the only salve…

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