Last Word


It's funny how you always
get the last word in.
It's funny—it's ironic—
because I was the queen of the last word
in my day. In this day,
well in this day, I am quiet.
Though I rage and scream within my walls,
I'm silent to you. I'm silent, though I scream,
because you will always
get
th—e
Las——st
WORD

in.

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