Tired of your Shitface

Tired of your Shitface

A Poem by Sayre
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Just some more bullshit that I'd rather write about than deal with.

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Disrespect by Day

16 ounces by night

She saved your a*s from prison

And you sill come back to fight

 

A*****e in the afternoon

Lunatic all the time

If you didn’t pay her rent

It would have been the last time

 

I didn’t know my place

When you got right in my face

And right in hers? I didn’t say s**t

Now the damn disgrace hits

 

Believe it,

I wouldn’t talk to her that way again

Right in her face

Because the next time, I’m not willing to pretend

Like this s**t doesn’t matter

Give you a pass because your wasted

I tasted your bullshit

Your s**t faced and crazy

 

Answering her phone

Like you’re living in her home

It may be true, she may love you

But I wont take it any more

 

Get out of my house

On the afternoons I show

Problems will occur

And I’d love to let it known

 

Have a Happy Birthday!

Have a terrible life

I hope that dry wall knocks you down

And you end up landing on your knife

 

You’re like a god damn superhuman

Those super stuns you pull

You think you’re funny Think you’re cool

I’ve got a special trick for you

 

Ill use the telephone to teleport you

Here’s the magic I can do

Molecule by molecule

Arrive at cell one block two

© 2010 Sayre


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Added on January 16, 2010
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Sayre
Sayre

Pinole, CA



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I am 17, as of this January [2010]. I live for the most part with my dad, and Visit my mom about twice a month. I cant really complain about much, my life has been pretty easy. As for everybody else, .. more..

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A Poem by Sayre