What vicious eyes you had
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All the better for tearing me apart?
Stretched me inside out and then
Rip my opinions from my lips.
Sprinkled them so galantly around my body;
Helpless, afraid to move.
Sprayed them with poison; your personal pesticide.
All the time wasted on dreams, thoughts, wishes;
For you to set fire to.
Burn all that I own, and what pride is left.
So much for fountains; pennies wasted.
That's what you were.
But at my own expense, I must say
A fault on my behalf, stupidity ruled over me;
Kept me trying again and again.
Throwing those coins on upward and into storm clouds.
Hoping, praying; for change.
A new life, a new "love"; something more humane,
To come sweep me off my feet.
To lessen the blows to already bruised flesh,
One after another, only to hurt worse the next time around.
Wishes don't come true. Save your pennies,
Your nickels, your dimes...
The more you throw up, the more will come down,
Not in deposit, but unruly warm droplets;
Salty to the tongue.