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A patch in gouged frosting

1/23/2017

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You were never worth
The lost sleep
Or the ceaseless tearing blame
Your vehement reassurances rang hollow
Your tin can telephone string cut long ago


The words "I'm a good man"
Should never need to leave your lips
"I'm a nice guy" is only a patch in gouged frosting
There's a rose missing
And pink on your chin
Sugar on your breath
But it's stale underneath


Tear your hair in frustration
Contemplate loss in a bottle
I still won't come back
To soothe your self inflicted wounds
Or sop up your sick


You've made a mess
Someone else has always cleaned up
I hate to inform you
That I am not a maid
Though I'd wear the uniform well




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