Friday, August 14, 2015

Fuck You

This is it.
In my brokenness. 
In my anger.
Tired of you.
The people who take advantage.
The people who cannot see all my pieces.
The people who do not see me.
Fuck you.
Fuck you and your dirty hands.
Your dirty minds.
Your dirtiness.
Fuck you and the way you touch me.
The way you think you take me.
The way you are.
This is it.
I may be broken.
But I have all my parts.
And I have lived this way for a long time.
A long happy time.
Fuck you.
You cannot take it from me.

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