But a few nights ago... I got a deep Grief Fix... the kind that makes you want to Drink a bottle drop of cyanide, My heart was already broken by many lost loves and lost sorrows... but I Saw my Baby Hog of late...
Crushed in the road... I was in terminal sorrow added to the 10 tons of misery I already carry on my broken back...
O Sweet Christ... WHY... all Her children will probably die in some little burrow somewhere, How much heart-brake can a Heart take... I live in a suspended state of misery just enough to fake a smile...
so it was 2 am ish... and I picked Her up by Her rear leg.... Her Head was completely crushed at least it was unexpected, a blessing on its own... and threw Her into the side road, but a day later I saw something had put her back in the road...
MY FAULT I should have more respectably removed Her remains FATHER away where it was not tampered with.... but as usual I Mucked up like the retard I always am...
Then 2 days later She is back on the road Squashed to a few mm's, can you guess the misery I regurgitate ... some sick kid musta thrown Her back into the road...
It is the...
Same for every lost love encounter... most lost of which is a wonderful Woman Called... Wednesday... Pussy tighter than a Carpenters vice... you can never pull it out because she Ate it... Her Vulva has Sharks Teeth...
Every Cunt is a Man-Trap... who can escape the emotional vortex... of endless desire for a Girl who no longer wants You...
Grounds for Murder to most stupid simple Men... HEY I am one of them...
LORD HAVE MERCY ON ROAD KILL
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