Her cry face poem


Her cry face-

I knew a rude girl once, and every time she cried
I saw her fucked up cry face, and pieces of me died
Kinda like she was pooping, mixed with squinted sun
Kinda like she was ruined,kinda like she had the runs
I wanted to feel compassion but my insides always laughed
Try to not start laughing face looked like she just passed gas
She was just dramatic and I don’t feel no shame
The girl with pooh pooh cry face my life forever changed


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