The Bitches – A Micro

Your voices are sweet syrup, but you cut with razor blade tongues. I hear your slimy snickers and see your wicked eyes. I watch my back for stones and sticks hidden in your Prada bags.

You don’t have to pretend. I don’t like you either.

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3 thoughts on “The Bitches – A Micro

  1. thelifeofabalistreri October 9, 2017 — 4:24 pm

    Love this, thanks for making it so relatable

    Liked by 1 person

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