Sunday, November 06, 2005
The Room
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The smoke is deep
& cuts as razor straight to bone…
Hear losers…
Coming from someone who’s never done nothing
But thinks they know everything
& lies
From day its born…
Ha Ha…
Lecture me when you’ve
fed some one
Or four or five or six
Cough- Cough…
Buying little dotters
Big barbies & swimming pools
Walking sweaty
From 16 hour work day
In the freezing cold so I can’t
Even buy a car…
Pluck a ragged Angel
From the cracks & the weeds
Save her from Florida trash…
& then have her call me
“Loser…”
...Ha Ha Ha…
That’s as funny
As dead people in my floor
& Driving my sofa
Without ever having to pay a bill…
Posted by deminizer on 11/06 at 11:48 PM
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