Hail to the heartbreaker,
Standing tall.
May you get all you consider
your due.
May the puppy you thrashed
Bounce back biting you
In the ass as you sit high on
your wall
Looking down, sad, smug smile
on your face.
Never imagining you’re the
hard case.
Never considering you’re a
disgrace
To your gender,
Pumped as you are with such
gall.
Truce and truth…
Let the moment subside.
Pry yourself from the crack
Where you hide.
Sample humility… swallow some
pride…
See what your stifled mem’ry
recalls of
A time you sat in opposing
chairs,
Totally baffled, unaware of
The lead ball headed straight
for your heart,
Leaving you desolate…
Lost…
And small.
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