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family values

things reached a chin level of shit
when i found maggots in the laundry

i could not fucking take
my mothers tuneless humming

and i slid further and further
from the second i said
very low
not quite level
'shut up'

and maggots squirmed out of my mind

ever since she spied
the light glinting off me bare arms
she has been pushing for a suicide

my mother the fucking martyr
says she is tired of me shitting on her

then
dont
live
in
a
shit hole
bitch

Written by anna_grin (grin)
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