I want to utter curse words.
I want to breathe out fire.
I want the understanding,
That he's leading her to a mire.
I see the affect the words have,
So flippantly thrown away,
And I understand more clearly,
Why I feel as I do today.
I cannot take it personally,
And try telling that to her,
But I know myself the effect it has,
Against our tender skin, a burr.
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