hey, i hate it.
i hate it when you complain. those words aren't meant to come out
her ears don't need to listen to them, after what she has done
she's sick of being tossed around.
hands are worn out, fingers can barely function.
your legs, comfortable on the coffee table, no?
cut your whining. she's had enough of it. so did i.
if you see something wrong, do something about it.
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