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My Teeth Hate Me

my teeth crack and die and fall out of my head Unless my mouth is closed, then they click against other teeth. This used to happen when I was eating. Now it happens daily. My teeth are sad, mad, angry teeth. Broken, cracked, scraggily with sharp edges. My tongue hates them The feeling is mutual Stay out of there I tell the tongue As he slithers around getting paper cuts I hate my teeth and they hate me My dentist thinks I am dead

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Book: Shattered Sighs