Jen Ocide Biography

I let you in too soon
How was I supposed to know what you would do
I treated you good, I treated you right
all I ever wanted was to talk and not fight
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I shed oceans of tears as a parting gift
lost on a ship set a drift
the ache ricochets against the inside of my rip cage
waves of sorrow rage and rage
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hearts smile-
hearts denial-
when you feel your heart will surely die-
when it heals-
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On my bedspread like a trophy you smear thick hate
selfish destruction you elate
the one I loved is dead
your fake self skin all it was in the end
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coffin nails to pick her teeth
in full view of what she hid beneath
the scent of slighty turned milk on her breath
chocolate chip stain upon her left breast
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