V Is For Virgin Poem by I AM THAT MOUSE

going to extremes
as the screams increase
this release takes me lower

i throw her a bone
she sits alone
the love i have shown
he never did show her

what can i do
this glue cannot mend her
i pretend her pain isn't real

i feel she is dead
she's lost her head
from things that he said
that weren't in the deal

i'll let her die
my eye on something new
a view that is much clearer

i hear her fall
against the wall
giving up on it all

and finally breaking the mirror
blood around me
i found me a new friend

i intend to make this reality
my duality is true
i am me i am you

i should get a tattoo
of my virgin personality