Wednesday, February 23, 2011

i tore a shirt with a girl name -
i tore her picture off of the shirt -
i tore her off
i forget her name,
the kids in her neighborhood
called her a unicorn -
she damanded it through the gifts she gave,
she gave you so many gifts you could not
stop calling her what she wanted, even though
when we grew up we learned she had devil horns,
she was never a unicorn, but we never had knew evil.

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