I Wish


I think that you should know

I am in that sort of mindset

That if you say something that offends me

I'm going to be real open with you

And not let it eat me inside

but shove it down your throat and

Push it up your nostrils

Until you gag and choke and think

You're dying

From mindful misery, not physical.

And you're going to regret ever laughing about me

And if you don't have regrets, I'm at least going to make you cry.


(April 4, 2013. 1:09 am)


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