You've ruined me full stop,
Ruined me with your so called love,
I thought you'd water me with what I needed to grow but instead you drowned me in bleach,
You ruined me with kisses that I thought promised safety and care but were actually you trying to devour every part of me, trying to consume everything that made me who I was.
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A Queer's Rage
PoetryA collection of poetry channeling the rage of one particularly miffed queer person.
