Beg
Yank my heart out through a hole in my chest,
Barren affairs tried to fill it.
Pluck every vein like a violin string,
It will ring with harmony.
Snap my bones like dry twigs,
With the ease of ‘I love you’.
Flatten my muscles like a meat tenderizer,
Because you know I’m a vegetarian.
Make me question my own sanity,
Wanting you makes me crazy.
And I would be hurt because you haven’t called me pretty today.
Don’t make me beg.
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