I would spit venom
In your eye
As you were lying there
Drunk as fuck
And praying for sex.
I'd kick you through the wall
And all the house
Would fall on you.
Your face the reflection
Of my rejection of you.
Words spoke too soon
With no ears to listen.
I'm more furious
Than a Bengal tiger
Whose stripes glow red
With deprecation,
I need a vacation
From your bullshit.
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