I wrote her a letter
everything capatilized,
her facts were lies,
thinking why,
why did I sacrifice,
burned repeatedly
like a sack of fries,
she wasn’t satisfied
kept her secrets top secret
highly classified,
grabbed a knife
she called blame,
took a swipe
that’s ballgame,
bleed as I bled
I see red,
that’s no bull
I’ve been dead,
she cost my soul bitch
walls closing in
getting costaphibic,
ran into a morgue
with a glow stick
to make sure her toe’s ticked,
I’m so sick,
sick in the head,
if I could do it all over
I’d kill her agian.


5th Day.









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