you tore into my body
and I made you comfortable
*
you completely unraveled
and I composed myself
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your hands wanted
I couldn’t get mine apart
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I was a child when it suited you
I became a woman when you were lonely
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I was taught that I have to give
no matter what
and men take
no matter what
as easy as that
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I didn’t know that they would take e v e r y t h i n g
and not even ask for it
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I didn’t know that women were watching
relieved that it wasn’t their turn
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and whilst men’s tempers infected an entire household
and I became a child on tiptoes
women cut themselves off from their bodies
and cemented cemeteries in their chests and stomachs
Croque-Melpomene 