To my boyfriend, post fight 

21-04-22
 

Is it love? 
When feathery words laced in abundant trust 
And love bound kisses of confidentially 
Is thrust 
Forcefully into nasty shit 

Thrown from my mouth straight into my face 
Like a cowardly punch thrown 

My family 
You say
Lower, beneath you.
My mentally ill mother who sustained brain damage,
Claws through a heartless Irish...

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