Those teeth they bite,
Each time causing a fright.
But you grin and bear
As they gnash and they tear;
Ripping and constantly breaking,
Always eating, always taking.
Just grappling for the smallest piece
As a wretched fetish wrecks my peace.
Taking it all, pulling it down.
Screaming aloud without a sound.
Never giving, naturally using,
Always leaving, forever abusing.
Accepting what you are giving,
Being a doormat for a living.
And now nothing left but those scars
Left to myself, alone with the stars.
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