And hammer nails
Into my eyes to
Push my tears back.
I'll hold those words
By neck and
Trample hard on
Thoughts before
They can manifest.
I'll drown in my
Own aloofness and
Choke on reinforced
Silence, before I
Can I reveal to you
My intentions again.
Once I feel,
You don't deserve my
Attention.
I'll assist myself to
The bottom of
The ocean-
To hide even my
Breath against the vain
Of your your
Disgraceful presence.
So adios,
You ungrateful wretch.
Maybe I gotta erase
This poem too-
You don't even
Deserve my hate.
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