today was the day i stood up to you. i finally pushed back. not very wise of me. i lay in my bed as my mother cries in front of me. you hurt me geoff. you spat "faker" , "loser", "fag" in my face as you beat me. you were right, you're the man and im just a parasite, like a tick sucking you dry. that is until you light me on fire. and boy do you have the lighter out and the flame going.
~awsten
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secrets ; gawsten
Poetrydeep down, we're all capable of unspeakable acts. highest ranking /// •58 in poetry
