Go cork your pistol

I mean…

Dismantle my fucking soul.

Oh wait, you already have.

With your inattention and cataclysmic soul.

Did you spot the first chink you left in my heart?

Were your lies denied and feelings fried?

I mean…

Did you snicker and roll your eyes?

When the cracks were harder to hide?

And

Leave me no choice

but to

plot your demise?

I may be unskilled,

but I'm certainly not untried.

You saw to that living a degenerate life.

There will come a time,

when another will prick you back.

I mean…

I hope it kicks your ass.

Joy4no1

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Edie Brickell & New Bohemians - What I Am

I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know, if you know what I mean Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box Religion is the smile on a dog I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know, if you know what I mean, d-doo yeah Shove me in the shallow waters Before I get too deep What I am is what I am Are you what you are or what? What I am is what I am Are you what you are, or? Oh, I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know, if you know what I mean Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks Religion is a light in the fog I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know, if you know what I mean, d-doo yeah

NIPPY

Nippy She is my iceberg. I have only glimpsed a sneak peek while she hides herself beneath I tell her she is sinking Doing everything I can to thaw the frost on her lips g ives me cracks no one can see as I watch my glacial queen drift away in unpredictable seas away from me... Joy4no1

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Human reaction to words, like much other human behavior, is also motivated by irrational impulses. -Louis B Solomon Semantics and common sense, 1966

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