Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

All I can say 
I've said to death
I need to write my
own user's manual
instead of creating
useless emotes then
getting stuck on
repeat, lather, burn
the eyes, rinse, 
repeat, repeat, repeat.
The devil gave ya 
an edge, but your
actions are your own.
Your debts, your words,
your selfishness and
your excuses are yours.
I only want the money
you owe me, which is 
now a monthly due 
to lost wages.
But your excuses
are yours to keep,
unacceptable and
refused by me.
Try hell. They might
take you there.
Your only other 
option is a priest.
Noone else seems
to have any more 
give a fuck in stock.