The Men
She learned it from her grandfather
How to be messy.
Dirt under fingernails
Cuts on a body
Boiling blood
She learned it from her uncle
How to pretend.
Expressions of a clown
A mask or porcelain
Wide eyes and restless hands
She learned it from her father
How to feel rage.
Endless screaming
Foul tongue full of venom
Broken vessels
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Just some thoughts with a lot of feelings. I try to keep it as raw as possible. :)
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