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.