I am that girl
the one
who you called
slut
last night
I will fuck your boyfriend
I won't call him
at 3am
complaining about the death of my cat
my punctured tire
how I got too drunk last night
I will fuck your boyfriend
And he will come
repeatedly into my bed
or holding me against
a bathroom stall
not thinking of you
or me
I will fuck your boyfriend
without conscience
my heart as clean as an assassin's blade
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