I will not smash your car up
although the thought did once occur
I will not post the truth
on socials and then block you.
I will not give you fuel for "she's crazy, her".
.
I will take a writer's revenge;
I will make you into poetry.
I will cut you up and twist you
and make you into only words;
this is what you have done to me.
.
I will write about a nameless you
and all his filthy little lies.
I will put down all the hurt;
all my wounds and bruises
inflicted by your lying eyes.
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