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[cootermonkey]

You hit too hard
Broken lip
I didn't tell you
But you did
You broke it
Like little fingers on felt tip glass
You have to push too hard to break the skin
We're too far in to argue
Arguments end badly
Fights they end epically
It's technology you answer right
Not questions burnt on the insde of my eyelids
There for safekeeping
Seared for service
I kiss the warm showerhead
Copper...just like my lip
I ran out of patience
And real estate
I like the side closest to the door
I feel distant anywhere else
But there's no distance inside you
Pull my hair
Scratch my eye
Bite my Shoulder
But don't break the skin anymore
It's too fragile
And we already know
You hit too hard