(no subject)
Stories told again
So that stories are repeated
I have watched
And heard
Repeated
Repeated
I know because you took me there
Again and again
Then I realized naught do I care
Now the story
I wish to you again I could tell
Damnation and perhaps eternal hell?
For I sob for her
I weep not for you
To my breast
I will nurture her dew
For a distance and in the far
Crumbling around you
The broken cookie jar
Crackle resounds between the distance
The silence of the sounds
That are made
As impact
Befalls your (fucking) precious
Face
As your mind implodes
Due to the amount of incredulous changes
To which it befalls
(you don't know I will nurse you)
But don’t hurt her
You have already had me to slaughter
And I decorated beautifully
So distastefully disgusting
Just for you
Leave her be
Leave her be
Leave her be
Leave her be