Sweatpants

a poem

that little trust she ever earned

she’d ripped up with how she’d yearned

transforming to a monster’s scream

compelled you flat to end her dream

she’ll never reach your way again

despite such need to make amends

she’s lost that number like you said

your words still ringing in her head

her darkest night got somehow worse

fate’s saddest girl so earned the curse

her heart forever out of whack

she’d love to get those sweatpants back

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