Y'all crushing my hopes and dreams
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my mouth is full of mango
sucrose sticks to the sides
there is leftover laughter still on my lips
when you tell me what I am tasting
“gravel”, you grimace
“mango”, I melt
words deflate
again
and again
trust spills out
the perpetrator?
“love”, you scream
“pain”, I protest
mango or gravel
punctured pulses remain
sweet flesh stings
open wounds
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