Shower after shower,
I lavish myself
With engravings of vituperation
That enfold my repulsive corpse
Maybe it's kismet-
That I obtain this enmity for myself
Her blue eyes cry
As if asking why
I contemplate quickly
For extenuating Circumstances
Feeling pique towards her
For caring
My feelings continue to be
While I remain inconsolable

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