**** man, how are you
going to get out of
I guess you are going to have to tell the truth.
But some people do not want the truth
some cannot give the truth to certain loved ones,
others believe that the truth is what must be spoken in every word.
But its like walking back down the mouth of the cave,
to the prisoners still shackled, watching shadows, and trying to explain the sun and the trees.
I would have better luck
**** this wall
than trying to get you to
which seems so obvious
Maybe we are wrong,
maybe you are an enlightened one, come to save our poor wretched souls.
But that seems highly unlikely dear, for you are far too selfish,
and oblivious to reason and accountability.
A line has been crossed,
that which has been done cannot be undone.
But are you so ******* arrogant
that you think you
are not worthy of forgiveness?
Do you think
your crime is
so bad you are beyond redemption?
You think you have leverage, but your fulcrum is weak and I am persistent and voracious.
little nickname for me,
carries more significance
sweet honeycunt, darling.
You never should have given me that stupid ******* painting.
I have known what a vile creature you are since the moment I laid eyes on it and I have carried that knowledge with me.
You forget how intuitive and analytical I am. You forget how well I read your every glance and subtle body gesture. You forgot how much smarter I am than you.
Your inconsistencies make sense now,
now that I have accepted you as a liar.
Your patterns are predictable,
which makes your *******
My sweet little liar.
I love you the most, baby.
The title was obviously stolen from Monty Python.