here
she'd cut and slash, blue line
each letter
each word.
she'd edit the hell
out of a poem.
shaking her head, asking
me if i was
disturbed.
why would you write
something like
that.
why don't you hide
your true feelings
and lie
to the world
like i do.
life is so much simpler
when you do that.
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