Ashley
Bluelight Crew
- Joined
- Jun 17, 2005
- Messages
- 1,000
He Who Let You Down
Through a gurgling telephone receiver,
a cute girly growl, pleasant to the ears,
come your explanations, delivered with regret
and your justifications, that lack any
legible kind of sense, the guilt that you
refuse to own, the shame that
you carry with pride, since molded into
a torpedo of anger, programmed and aimed
directly at me, he who failed you, he who
let you down..
He who let you down now lies in a state
of overdose, clutching a still squawking
plastic telephone receiver, and twitching
with a tonic clonic seizure, on the floor
of a vacant hotel.
Through a gurgling telephone receiver,
a cute girly growl, pleasant to the ears,
come your explanations, delivered with regret
and your justifications, that lack any
legible kind of sense, the guilt that you
refuse to own, the shame that
you carry with pride, since molded into
a torpedo of anger, programmed and aimed
directly at me, he who failed you, he who
let you down..
He who let you down now lies in a state
of overdose, clutching a still squawking
plastic telephone receiver, and twitching
with a tonic clonic seizure, on the floor
of a vacant hotel.
PM me any time, champ.