One Hundred & Twenty Fifth

He still doesn’t have the balls to make the judgement call.

Can’t admit when he’s done it all.

So, to lies he falls & now that his back is against the wall, will his mommy he call?

Will she be here to heal his wound?

When she was really the one to create doom.

Feeding him this ego spoon.

So I hopped on my broom,

Ditching everything in my room,

Apart of my family, him I shall not include.

Denied his entrance, his foolery can no longer intrude.

Fuck him & his third party & I meant for it to sound rude.

The awakening, he’s tryna steer,

Off my path, I needed it clear,

He is no longer welcome here,

Back to the streets you go my Dear.

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