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My Worst One Nighter

Followed me Down the Line of my Life.

When I First Fell Down That Well;

Old Was I Having Spent Most of Life In the Pen.

She Was a Present All Willow & Wine,

Fluid In Motion & What a Slick Grip.

a Real Home Coming In True Gangster Land Style

the Party Lasting Well Into Night.

me & Her Going At It Not Caring the Sight.

Stabbing & Stabbing With my Long Knife.

Dripping & Spent Then Into Her Mouth

a Grin Full of Sin & Back To the Mill.

Tired Was I After We Toweled & Dried.

Getting Into Bed I Thought This the Best It Ever Been.

It Was All So UnTrue As They Crept In my Room.

To Silence the Things Never Mouthed But I Knew.

Shoot Us They Did As I Used Her To Defend,

Bullets Cutting Through Her Turning Living Flesh To Dead.

Her Eyes Wide In Surprise As They Dripped Down my Thigh.

Night After Night That Is What I See

Endlessly Reminding That the Chunks Were a She.

An Ash Tray Was All I Could Find As I Used Her To Hide.

Kill Them I Did Again & Again

But Never Was I In Time.

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