she'll do anything
for kings & nothing for those
who need it the most
i want credit for
all the things i've done that you
pretended were yours
he is so low on
my list of priorities
his cries are not heard
you will suck me dry
you of razor sharp teeth &
the infinite maw
i may be laid back
but i'm not a pushover
give me what i'm due
my patience ran thru
i snapped & i stung you &
it's all a big welt
she is your twin and
you hate her more for it and
want her to be gone
Monday, February 19, 2007
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so cynical... I love it! (especially 70, 71, 72, 76)
anger management
with 17 syllables
no more throwing things
the pen is indeed
mightier than oranges
thrown from your pocket
alone in the dark
24 hour revenge
is my therapy
yes music music
music music more music
best escape ever
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