m a l e v o l e n c e

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overt hostility
in your feet
please carry your humility
for my mouth
sticks together
with a bitter taste
lingering forever
for what i have done was a waste
for every sip of water i take
it turns into pure lime
my gums begin to ache
for my spit
dries up
my throat
itching
tightly i am sitting
not for a second
questioning
because i know why
take back
my overt hostility

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