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pink skies and splinters in my paw
sins of yesterday
failed to kill me
but scraped my knees
and elbows
and leave me
a beaten
and battered
saint
i pull the tweezers from the
dark dreary cupboard
that i save for
the unsavory
unibrow.
nobody’s coming to help
anymore
so i do it myself
and pull out the little fucking
prick.
i smile
and wonder what
i’ve done.

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