Sunday, August 23, 2009

Wearing a dead horse's leash.

There was that time I told you to

go to hell

& you said you'd already been there.

So I told you to go back.

You tore me in half, so don't ask for favors.

I'm a mama's boy because my mother loves me as much as I love her.

You hate me for being a mama's boy because your mother abandoned you.

you jealous zealot

Have fun in the clink every now and again.

I gave you a chance at the 'normal' life and you wiped your ass with it.

So I'll see you where you apparently have always been

and where you will appropriately return to,

you awful shit stain.

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