I have something to tell you
but I've forgotten it
something to do with getting
real and facing your shit like an adult
ah I remember what made me forget...
that part about being an adult...
heh what horseshit...
we're twelve years old our entire lives
and promises of heaven sound like tall tales
told by a drunken uncle who wants to squeeze your peeshe
and be absolved by the rest of the family
for being the wastrel...the barfly disgrace...
shit...what hooey people come up with to excuse themselves
and call it self-forgiveness...
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