I Hate

How many of those words
That took form from your lips
Were devoured.

Deface my intent, please,
Since you
Have all the pieces,
Since I’m
Denied the right, please.

“Master nothing,
For nothing,
Will get you to places.”

While this love
Is dead,

I won’t listen.


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