The Story of PhilA Poem by Howard LeePeople said
get over it Your be just fine It’s not that serious Drink, smoke and unwind.
As I thought for a sec Are they really correct? As I spoke to the mirror more Evil started to collect.
Memory after memory cycling my mind How can anyone adore these times? I smoke for weeks or had a drink or two Finally I realized what I should do.
My decision is the final It will enchant my life. Look you better in red anyways. Phil we need to talk tonight,
What is this that you thought u could hid Ill search it on Google and look what I fine A bunch of status, pictures and tweets The internet reveals it all so don’t even speak!
I was so enrage you should have seen my face Even had no desire to finished my cake Lie to me again Phil I swear to God you will pay!
Constantly waking up angry or sad Can’t even type these 10 page papers I have. I took deep breathes and everything was fine Then you posted that pic which made me tear up inside!
Even Your mom and older sister know about it You knew how much I cared about this You didn’t even bother to help me out Well Phil you should be really nervous now!
Phil don’t talk just listen Did you ever think about me for second? I use to be a nice guy, I forgive and forget But I changed and it’s something you should regret!
A rope, knife or a Colt 45 But you can only choose one. Hurry up and decide Your running out of time!
Should I hang you from the ceiling as you gasp for air Or Slash your throat until your dressed in red But the Colt 45 is very shiny tonight Either way your family is going to be scarred for life! © 2015 Howard Lee |
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