Friday 12 October 2018

Trust me

I've never felt healthy While bad men are wealthy With fancy whips Wristwatches and jewelry Girlfriends kept cruelly Close to the bedroom While others creep in Ain’t it slick How they slip Out of girls who aren’t her Never admit Never Quit Keep spluttering Muttering virile shit Then smiles for the gram While she cries behind him Friends won’t deny him Cause silver tounges Spray redemption And apologetic half confessionals Shame about her Sucking devil dick Tastes better than honesty If only the charm he had modestly Reduced like his moral reach While the meandering and pandering Lands into a final straight Why are you a shitty friend?

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