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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You f*cking psychotic side b*tch Why don’t glide off my side take a hike before I grab a knife and slice your wrists I love watching you walk away I’m an a** man when there’s no sight of your t*ts Why wont you die? I’ve tried one too many times you’re like my f*cking sidekick on a twisted broom you ugly wicked witch Cycling inside a cyclone and duck the f*ck under a bridge And get thrown out from under the ditch Cram a glock inside your damn mouth and now your f*ckin breath is hot like those sandlot kids A loaded summer vacation Gave you a single crown and sent you to an eternal destination Vexation of the Spiritual awakening Lyrical investigation Destiny manifestation I f*cking wrote God mode You hear it because I f*cking spoke If you’d listen and shut the f*ck up there’s a chance that you could be something I’d smoke F*ck meth I am dope Choked you down and threw you back out like a frozen rope Breathless a swollen throat I’m chosen holding hope All alone on this golden slope Molding bold colors colliding inside like a kaleidoscope Trying to cope Without lying to myself in my self loath Crying behind these lines like a soap opera Soaking in an overtold joke Traumatic hysterical blindness Fighting to see the lost notes That are hidden in brail And guide deaf ears to finally hear the victory bell As you become a victim in my hell Murded drag on That’s all she wrote
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