I'm Not Over You


I feel great. I lied to save your feelings.
Truth convened, my head smashed through the ceiling
I lost an arm, no one harmed you, diplomatically alarmed.
I sulked away to lick my thin skin.
I’m not over you.
I’m not over you.
I’m not over you.


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