Baring my teeth

I don't know how to be angry 

with you, but my pride

demands I figure it out. It is so easy

to make monsters

out of the people I have loved, to

pick up a pen and

write "THIS IS YOUR FAULT" until

the page is full.

It is easier to make myself the 

monster, to snap and bite

and run and hide. It is easy to bare

my teeth.

It is harder to be honest.

Nobody here has claws or sharp


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