i have an enemy...
don't we all??
she has hair as dark as flaming burning pages
of the bible
she has eyes as brown as the most treacherous swamp
her eyebrows, thick and square, lie dormant beneath her hair
there is one giant random little mole on her left brow
she is of relatively normal build i suppose
her biting satire murders my confidence
her caustic thoughts pollute mine
her sulfuric criticism makes me feel small
oh,
so small.
and weak.
and undeserving.
and useless.
she lives in the darkest place,
until i'm dead you will not see
that frightful girl in my autopsy
for she is me
and i am her
-Pamplemousse
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