The Perfect Punctuation
Poem by Cassandra Bliss
Sorry, I threw that cigarette at you,
but it was the perfect punctuation mark.
I just realized,
you mean nothing
It's such a relief
to be free of your smothering
stress and worrisome
It was just that easy.
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