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i couldn't get it out of my head


glass jawed girls got in fights on the playground

the next street down,

"we never tried to hurt no one, just a little rough house fun"

they told the cops when they'd shine their lights,

glinting off of black eyes and bloody noses

but little hands made mighty fists

behind the forces' back.

 

they never saw me, on the swingset with

my sketchbook and teary eyes,

but i'm not one to intervene,

just praying that they're safe.

do what you want, just

be safe.

 

i never meant to hurt no one.

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a small small kayls in a big big salad. eighteen from indiana. i'm bad at talking, so i like writing.

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