I'm sure I would much rather
Ugly words in verses
Than the weight of them
Unsaid and burdensome
About my heart
I am capable of my
Carefree demeanour
Precisely because
I scribe nasty thoughts
Out of myself
And away across the page
Where they can serve
As touchstones
Or tombstones
As long as they are released
I am, too
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