do you have any more lessons for me??
he said before i slammed the door
somethings never,
ever
change.
i have a vocabulary word: compassion.
spell it out. use it in a sentence.
you eat grass and i'll pirouette on the hardwood floor (smells like lemons and dust); there's a million of you and only [] of me. i'll never get back that nickle and dime: is this called "making memories"?
i wouldn't eat you
even if you were wrapped in felt and syrup.
mark it down in your composition book.
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