put a lid on it.

oh, go away.

i cant waste my time

on you.

im better

angry,

sullen,

fighting

and mean-

without your

incessant

preaching

of goodness in lies

and fucking

supposed to’s

all your goddamn life..

i took off the gloves

dont need them no more

cause i need not worry

bout touching

your screwed up

virginal

self

alone there

in perfect horror

and shriveled

imperfection

of practice not made

perfect…

stay if you must,

pray if you will,

but i,

im gonna fuck someone

hard.

and i can assure your

ever preaching

lonely heart,

youve got nothing

to fear

sweetheart.

it

wont

be

you.

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