Inside the bubble that is your mind

Revolves an endless cycle of war

The sting of your tyrannical thoughts

Launches missiles through your vile lips



Vilifying my dignity with hurricanes of syllabic outrage

Swiftly dispensing my emotions into your hole of egoism

Jealousy frequently consumes and controls your actions

Foolishly you listen to every whisper that blows your way



Tell me lady what do you want from me?

I break my neck to fulfill your pleasures

But you repay me in grotesque fashion

**** on my pistol of revenge baby doll  



By Glenn McCrary



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