well it was short…

sort of small I guess,
I was a dumb bitch I suppose
to think such a thought.

But then again aren’t we all?

stone cold
arse wiping
shit shovel smelling
wrist cutting
rich boy smutting
disguise rushing
thrush covered whore.

I didn’t really get the gist

baby face
violin space
meow trace
smashing disgrace

of it.

you can’t see the difference Loto,
you don’t know the punch line
you’re left out of the middle

don’t even make the siding line seat.

now
to be honest

(oh right)

I am a lying twat
to think of any persona
actually
I’m in love
no, just with the thought
but you’ll do
if you play along
and actually develop
truth

integrity is overrated.







but hey,
it was okay. I suppose.

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