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You Left Your Tongue on the Kitchen Table
You left your tongue
On the kitchen table
With all the nasty words
You made me feel.
I screamed for you
I cried
I bled for you
And this is what you leave me?
Your tongue
And this death on the floor?
You want me to drown our daughters
They make too much noise.
You want the world to stop spinning
And me to stop fighting.
Boiling water
Pops and burns my fingertips.
You left this mess
For me to clean up
Your tongue
And death on our kitchen floor.
