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After I Burnt Dinner

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vrosej10
vrosej10
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a split lip
loose incisors
a blackening eye—
across my face
he paints his love


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buttersbuttersabout 13 years ago
i feel this could

lose l2 for a stronger, even more compact read. i, too, like 'paints his love'

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 13 years ago
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an ultra violent haiku? here you are doing a bit of audience pandering.

he paints his love, this is not bad, it's just not that good. (4)

AnonymousAnonymousabout 13 years ago
know how u feel

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I hope ur not wit da punk dat hit you sweets

AnonymousAnonymousabout 13 years ago

I hope this isn't based on reality. If it is, somebody who didn't burn dinner deserves a worse beating.

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