When is Enough, not Enough
When is Enough, not Enough
my wrist has disappeared
into a line of blood
it took seconds for the pain
to slide reptilian
slim like the strapped
on weight not wanted
by my love
his neck was cold
his bulging knuckles
slapped my thighs
while I ran to the temple
of my next chocolate
milk-shake
& double Whopper
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