i don't have to be the smartest
or the strongest on this page
to gather myself up, automatic action
tuned by tears;
i don't have to reason
to know that i'm not your toy.
te arranco
thorn under my fingernail
i wait for tears, blood, alcohol;
in a minute it will all be over
in a minute i will breathe
12.14.07
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