Nov 2016
A beautiful winding road when courage races down,
they meet face to face, a steering wheel in the mouth
and pieces of metal tear the eyes.
They wave at each other. I'm the one that looks the other way.
I make sure this isn't smoke in my eyes.
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MY WIFE KICKS ME IN THE SHINS BECAUSE i'M TOO NICE & I'M TOO DISHONEST
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When I pass Hopkins Steel, the boisterous starlets covered by make-up gowns see beyond the factory smoke.
I just need to take another Xan to help myself forget about how much I want to puke.
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I come to a stop. This time I smell smoke which resembles the humble.
I peek through the window and I see them on fire.
Stillness. Until they all crumble to the ground.
They werenever worried about their features; their possessions or their impressions because they didn't have any.
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The contorted fan swung with his limbs rigid and stiff; directing a lost signal. Set like a stone for me to run from.
A hand come out from the smoke and twists my arm.
The look of his charred face forces my ***** a gooey black tar of resentment.
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I'm now waiting tables. I think of my wife sleeping with her boss.
I think of her nagging at me whenever she hears me breath.
If Karma doesn't exist, then maybe I should just thrw her under a BUS.
She fell! She wasn't pushed . . .
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An arrogant customer persists insults.
He demand for coffee. His previous did not taste of his brand.
"Your face is one hot coal waiting to get ****** on."
I come back with the coffee; tainted with my own ***** matter.
"You might as well quit now you ******* low life."
I throw the coffee in his face, stannds up and screams.
His entire face is scolding, he smells like **** and is crying like a *******
BABY.
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I'm sitting on the bedside, contemplating.
There's blended merlot & Sonata with cherry ice cubes.
ynoT, I've filled my sock with aerosol.
Might as well join the Rugby Boys.
It's the kindest geture I've done to myself.
they meet face to face, a steering wheel in the mouth
and pieces of metal tear the eyes.
They wave at each other. I'm the one that looks the other way.
I make sure this isn't smoke in my eyes.
\\\\\\\\\\\\
MY WIFE KICKS ME IN THE SHINS BECAUSE i'M TOO NICE & I'M TOO DISHONEST
\\\\\\\\\\\\
When I pass Hopkins Steel, the boisterous starlets covered by make-up gowns see beyond the factory smoke.
I just need to take another Xan to help myself forget about how much I want to puke.
\\\\\\\\\\\\
I come to a stop. This time I smell smoke which resembles the humble.
I peek through the window and I see them on fire.
Stillness. Until they all crumble to the ground.
They werenever worried about their features; their possessions or their impressions because they didn't have any.
\\\\\\\\\\\\
The contorted fan swung with his limbs rigid and stiff; directing a lost signal. Set like a stone for me to run from.
A hand come out from the smoke and twists my arm.
The look of his charred face forces my ***** a gooey black tar of resentment.
\\\\\\\\\\\\
I'm now waiting tables. I think of my wife sleeping with her boss.
I think of her nagging at me whenever she hears me breath.
If Karma doesn't exist, then maybe I should just thrw her under a BUS.
She fell! She wasn't pushed . . .
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An arrogant customer persists insults.
He demand for coffee. His previous did not taste of his brand.
"Your face is one hot coal waiting to get ****** on."
I come back with the coffee; tainted with my own ***** matter.
"You might as well quit now you ******* low life."
I throw the coffee in his face, stannds up and screams.
His entire face is scolding, he smells like **** and is crying like a *******
BABY.
\\\\\\\\\\\\
I'm sitting on the bedside, contemplating.
There's blended merlot & Sonata with cherry ice cubes.
ynoT, I've filled my sock with aerosol.
Might as well join the Rugby Boys.
It's the kindest geture I've done to myself.
