it was so long ago
like a dagger
plunged midrift
brightly colored
its alluring truth
(if at a distance)
she is not what she seems
she writes as she hopes to become
she is not what she says
but I touched her
I felt the poison
seep past skin
so so long ago
almost gone
I should be
beyond it
but when
I look
read
lies
ire
f u
a
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