01/09/19

Your sweet, sincere smile.
Soft.
Stretched.

Strained.

Subjected to my single-syllabled solecisms.

Snarled.

Loving lips split.
Contort to bare clenched teeth.

I fuck up again.

Published by badpoetrysaba

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