You Son of a Bitch!
By Phalanx
My ears bleed.
Faces need a push.
I'm just trying to get off the floor before I puke.
I know, indignant.
Thank you.
At least I didn't cristen your shoes.
My eye's struggle to breathe.
I lie and say I'm fine.
It's believeable because I haven't killed anyone yet.
The music's just too loud.
I met the mirror drinking my lies and
I beat his ass when I found him in my liquor cabinet.
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Copyright 2014 Phalanx
Published on Monday, May 19, 2014.
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A former member wrote:
The rage coming off of this intense write is very palpable, my dear. Very nicely done! Rebs:).
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On Tuesday, May 20, 2014, blue angel
(877) wrote:
"My eye's struggle to breathe. I lie and say I'm fine." ... I saw this last night and it struck a cord. Powerfully penned.
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On Monday, May 19, 2014, Lux
(299) wrote:
The last couple lines both saddened me and made me chuckle... A very prominent write.