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I have people that love me that are not you

by Jolie Jordan

The venom that fell from my lips that night
is no match to what's seeping
out of the cracks of your heart, so please,
save the pity

I used to ask myself
'is this water in my lungs?'
Now I just want to fill yours up.

Tell me, when she fucks you, do you taste me?

Foaming mouth and sharp tooth
your grin is black
your soul is nothing,

Please take my spit and recycle it into her mouth,
I hope you choke.

01/13/2015

Posted on 01/14/2015
Copyright © 2024 Jolie Jordan

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/14/15 at 12:13 PM

if this isn't telling it like it is, nothing is.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/15/15 at 03:36 AM

Ouch. Well spoken.

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 01/20/15 at 09:08 PM

I don't think you should hold back. Tell us how you really feel..:)

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