Long Driveway
take me away
outside of this room
down the hill you drive up
and leave me on the curb
like a discarded piece of trash
for i would be safer there to die
than in your room
that smells of you and me
mingling in ways
i never wished for
touching in ways
i never wanted
it is my time to not forgive
but to despise myself
and my sobering body
in which you and you and you and i
have ruined
-i'm in ruins
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