your determined countenance

Manslick

Road
burn it hot
smoke the last of it till no breath remains
rock that boat till it sinks
tear it all down
rip it up
stomp it
shatter it
crush it
make it beg, then show your bad side
hold no quarter for anything slightly sour
suck only the sweet tit
man up like your dad
throw a tantrum
be a bitch
go hungry
puke
but

when the moon
sheds it's shallow reflection
on your determined countenance

don't care

fix your hair.
 
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