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Poem 3 By Ashley Hobbs

Writer's picture: Tin Can PoetryTin Can Poetry

The distaste of your love lingers in my mouth 

sour, bitter and bloody

I am begging to unlearn all the ways you moulded me into an instrument

you like to play

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