Dead Organ
S Stefanie Fontker
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I turn my cheek
If only for the
Time being
I could not care
Any less than I
Already do about
The consequences
I believe in firm
Hard vengeance,
Verbal sparring
And public
Humiliation
As fair punishment
For those cruel
Arrogant women
That dare cross
This cold dead
Organ I call, Heart
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