Just Forgive Me

The only thing that ever matters to me anymore
Is upfloating my ego until I’m 74,
And shooting down your rising star every day until I get there.
But what’s my real confession?
Well––Your voodoo doll is battered to pieces and
I’ve got it now riddled in so much spellwork
That if it were a yack back it would literally destroy me.
Besides that I don’t know what else to tell you––
Except for that I once had a large benign tumor in my asscrack.
Also, I one time shit out 2 to 3 full cups of blood.
Also, I used to get high sometimes on intravenous morphine––
After rounds of chemotherapy when I was sick with cancer.



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