letting down my guard
to reveal some nasty
little secrets

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who warps and distorts

everything around her

is so screwed up

in her thoughtful thinking

(which she does

every second of

her drawn out file)

If I did choke her

feel my hands closing

around her sagging old throat

then maybe the distasteful

meanness in her

would stay stuck inside

That is what will

ultimately kill her

in the end.