ninety nine

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chapter 96

he told me I look pretty
with blood all over my face
he didn't mean that, did he?
when I am hurt, I am a disgrace

soaked in tequila.

he had confidence in his eyes
and a hand around my neck
but I didn't really mind
when I am vulnerable, I am a mess

devoted to my ex.

his eyes ripped me apart
when he poured me a drink
like a carelessly cold heart
I witnessed myself sink

deep in love with him.

he told me I look innocent
with a knife against my throat
he said baby did you finish it?
and his drink stayed afloat

and I still didn't mind
because the words that i wrote
are so hard to find
in the light of your shows

- {29 march 2019}

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