Sunday, August 15, 2021

THE RELUCTANT ADMISSION


Don't cry for me Brownsville
I made my own bed
Jealousy burned inside me
'till my soul was dead

I don't ask for forgiveness
I did what I did
My guides were asleep
Into Hell I slid

I once knew a woman
She gave and she gave
Never lost patience
thinking me she could save

My nights are not silent
The truth I can bend
Every man knows
when his life should end



 

9 comments:


  1. Ozanam Center Brownsville
    http://www.ozanambrownsvillecenter.org

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  2. Tu que eres un gran poeta y compositor
    Y en el aire las compones
    Hazme una puneta
    Y luego te LA comes!

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    1. Translate that barton. He dinged you, Manteca!

      You're a sloth.

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    2. you just showed the world your creepy, unhinged self, your insecurity and obsession laid bare. ur as insignificant as a single fly landing on a garbage truck or the tiniest of turds in the new york sewer.

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  3. Why do you go after Duardy grandpa? He is the sexiest blogger….. his purple orange hair is a turn on! I would let him eat my ass out for hours….. I like them cadaver looking. Still thinking of you Duardy. Don’t let the jealousy get you down baby….. see you soon my handsome old man. Take your vaccine baby, lots of kisses 😘……. Vero

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    1. EPM's friends are not welcome here, douche. This is not Pee-Wee's Playhouse. You goons take your indiscretions elsewhere

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    2. BTW, lowlife, your Facebook snooping is as impotent as u r. Your mentor's offspring is 49

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  4. you're in luck chipmunk face. just talked to the dispatcher at Briarcliff Nursing and Rehab. a bed will be available as soon as the room is sanitized.

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  5. Who is the weird looking dude?

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