Friday, March 1, 2019

A Hate Letter

the dog in my heart
barks all day
cries all night
it has teeth fit for claws
it only wants to bite
the dog never sleeps
even when I do
it runs wild in my dreams
it only wants to fight
some days the dog is silent
some days the dog is violent
i move to the growls of this dog
my face wrapped in a frown
i wish i had the guts
the guts
to put this fucker down
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Some poems you write, other poems you puke out because your system cannot keep it in.

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