L3G4L

Legal action from the man I battered

Nothing matters because I hatched then enacted plans

Supremely extreme, life’s a dream then you wake again in Eden

Which of the rivers do you kneel before

Carry twelve, the prince of swords is caught off guard

Not often you get TO cut the hand of a blade god

Not today either, leave a stomach splayed, guts displayed

Left my condom in the condo, she flagged it on it like a magnet 

Slack tagged it, didn’t do anything about it, having my flowers

And plaudits for the first time since I bought the A4 pad to scribble on

I didn’t have a pillow to dribble on

At least I bagged it

Thought I was up a certain creek with no paddle

I’m no saint, not patrick, but that was bad out, flat out betrayal

She would have been alright to go insane, that’s a paddling

Hit me one hard enough to flatline for these heartrending crimes

Not only was the jimmy hat spied, found a thong and tights

Tied around a bedpost, I thought I was getting hooped outta bed, bros

But not a word from her, shucks off her robe and climbs in, close, it’s cold

Holds me as she would any other night, knowing I got me hole last night

With another woman not my wife, she must be burning inside

Maybe tonight she’s wired from shock or overtired, readying her armies to defile

Tomorrow, know I’m sleeping on time borrowed, her arm thrown over, my coffin lid 

Coffin lips sin encapsulating

Skin of a forbidden Capulet prickling at a bristle.

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