Despise
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Your name feels empty
Not even resigned to a curse,
I had suspected you’d be stoic
But oh my
You were so much worse
In my life, I had never met anyone so patronizing
I found that talking to you was so much more agonizing than I thought
You see, I thought
You’d be lighthearted, sarcastic, maybe even funny
But perhaps there isn’t a bone in your body with the capacity to be loving
I refuse to speak your name
Or even look your way
And feeding your ego is a game I refuse to play
Your hands make much,
And in that is your pride
I can’t wait to see when your hands are taken by time
In the way you are unfilled,
You really are the same
To me, you will always be
The hollow shell that is
Your name
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