Soiled Brittes and No Soap
THE DOOM OF DESPAIR
SHALL BECOME YOUR KEEPSAKE
AND YOU SHALL THRIST FOR KNOWLEDGE
ONLY THAN TO BE TAUGHT TEACHINGS
OF JESTURES AND CHARLOTONS
EACH FAILURE SHALL BRING ON ANOTHER
THAN SUCCESS SHALL BE FROM SELLING YOUR SOUL
THAN ONLY GOD MIGHT SAVE YOU
YOUR AFFAIRS SHALL REFUSE TO FUNCTION
YOUR FREINDS SHALL FORSAKE YOU
AND YOUR LOVERS SHALL SPEAK OF YOUR ENEMY
AS THER LOVER
YOUR LANDS SHALL LEACH FROM THE RAINS YOU
PRAY FOR
AND THEN DROUGHT SHALL MAKE YOUR STREAMS
DRY.
THAN YOU SHALL HOLLA IN THE WORDS TO
THE SATANS THAT YOU FEARED TO WORSHIP
AND THEY SHALL RJECT YOU
AND ONLY GOD WILL BE ABLE TO RESTORE YOU.
CURSED IS HE THAT SPEAKS YOUR NAME
AND THE WAYS OF YOUR DOINGS
AND THE LABORS OF YOUR TASKS SHALL REAP
NO HARVEST
AND THEN ONLY GOD MIGHT HELP YOU.EACH OCCURANCE SHALL HINDER HAPPINESS
AND YOUR WISDOM WILL BECOME A CHORE
YOUR MIND SHALL GROW WEAK FROM
THOUGHT
AND YOUR BODY SHALL DEFAT IT'S SELF FROM YOUR NEED
YOUR LOVES SHALL NEITHER LOVE OR WANT YOU
THEY SHALL SPEAK ONLY TO BEG.
AND THEN ONLY MIGHT GOD RESTORE YOU.
SHE CURSED HIM, AND LEFT HIM. ONLY WITH A BIBLE AND TWO CUPS OF COLD COFFEE ON THE KITCHEN SINK WITH THIS LETTER. SHE SIGNED THE LETTER FROM YOUR FORMER WIFE, AND WROTE I STILL LOVE YOU ON THE BOTTOM.
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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