When I fall off the bike
No mater how bloodied and bruised
I get back on
I drink harder
I fuck harder
I scream the name of the one who pushed me off
I envision their face in the urinal
I break beer bottles and down whiskey
If I get whisky dick I don't cry about it I eat pussy and let my fingers walk
Fuck that bitch
Her loss
My gain in self destruction.
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