Soy Un Perdedor

May 12, 2008

Your maggots eat away at me

Lying in the dust

Your deceit is more than pain to me

This intense betrayal of trust

You expect more than limits

But give not a dime

This coffin continuously pivots

Decaying over time

Your breath teems with fire

Though you have no malicious intent

My logic has taken you for a liar

Though my love is yet cement

 

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