you pushed me to the limitts
you laughed
you poked
you tore me to pieces
i'm not pretty
i'm not the best athlete
so you decided to...
and tear
so I did the same
i laughed as i
tore at my skin
and poked them through my chest
i didnt see you smiling the day you heard the awful truth
so im guessing you're not laughing any more

by Brittany Messersmith

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you're not laughing anymore; because of the truth was made bare! Nice work.