When I have forgiven myself enough
For not having forgiven you more
For having opened up and slammed the door
And run off in a huff
For scorning and dismissing you
And wiping you with the floor
Not kind not civil not polite
When I have torn you limb from limb
Excised your tongue and slit your throat
And left you in the snow to rot
And taken back your winter coat
Don't tell me there is nothing to forgive
If you have done me even more
Whether out of love or not
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