The Microscope from The Incel by Annie Fish

my mouth is sticky as i chew out bits
pull from the sides, my strength in my teeth
suck on the wound, if it doesn't heal, you'll feel it soon

sucks up your drink, tastes like the night before
spit blood in the sink, or drip blood on the page
then move to the teeth
remember how cute i used to be?
oh, no i remember

you didn't know me then

so i’ll spit out my mouth, whatever’s left over
and look in the mirror, and say Oh No
i’m not happy to see me, not happy to remember who i used to be
but i can guess who i am, when i’ve sweat through a dress in fear
so who are they to say i’m a freak
they can say all my shapes ain’t right, but
all i can do is try
but hey i just want to say
that i’m glad to be here today
so a boy turns on
the radio
but a girl turns it up

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