Domestic

The words she spews at me
Are like
Battery acid
In my fresh emotional wounds
Telling me she could be with anyone
While I know that no one is better than her
Treating me like I’m nothing
Me giving everything
And you taking my heart
Chewing it up
Spitting it out
Then tap dancing on it
With 6 inch spiked heels
You’re ice cold baby
But not cool
I can’t stay away from you
I feel like such a fool
Hurt but not hurt enough to leave
Still
I’m prepared to give you my all
I just need a glimmer of hope
Waiting for your call
 
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