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Him
Him
That ratty,
Shitty,
Disgusting piece of shit!
He thinks we can talk it out.
Talk out the years of my pain.
The years of my suffering,
All at his hands.
I don’t care for his letters,
Nor his calls.
I don’t care for his feelings,
Or regrets.
He never cared for mine,
So why should I care for his?
That ratty,
Shitty,
Disgusting piece of shit!
He thinks we can talk it out.
Talk out the years of my pain.
The years of my suffering,
All at his hands.
I don’t care for his letters,
Nor his calls.
I don’t care for his feelings,
Or regrets.
He never cared for mine,
So why should I care for his?
Published 3rd Sep 2023
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