bruise


i am nasty to yr held tar
        the feel u have me    pukes down my sleeve
           these are my square shoulders
                kill me
   is a stupid yellow belly
           i am a whore
               for something i haven't found
             now me
             tonight let me know i am worthless
             talk abt
             how nice the weather is in july this year
             pulp me w/
                        yr tiny fists