Poetry

Hell of a Moment

If you had fucked her while you were drunk or faded

You would’ve had an excuse

But you fucked her with a sober mind

What you did wasn’t a mistake

You wanted that moment to happen

Stop the acting

The smell of bullshit stinks up the air surrounding you

The only fool in this situation is you

While your mind was caught up in the moment

You brew up a storm of hell

Making a deed with the devil

To have a contract with your soul

Can you handle the reins of its hold or control?

Side note:

Whatever way the story went the shit was still foul. The funny thing is that’s the guilt you’ll have to live with. You don’t fuck over a good person

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