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SADISTIC BITCH

SADISTIC BITCH

The sadistic bitch

rocked the boat

until the child screamed in terror.

Her idiot

boyfriend exhumed his laughter

and they made their day

around my misfortune.

How does a wicked woman

have a clean career

in politics and go unscathed

as these

memories dwelled as damages.

Self centered

she chose what she wanted first

at the cost

of her kids trying to love her.

The sadistic bitch

will never

e forgotten in my mind, as I

still wake up

in the middle of the night

afraid of drowning.

Halls are filled with empty heads

and these

busts portray a hidden legacy.

Men

that adored her

loved her for her big tits

as she sucked her way to the top.

She became

a deep frozen commodity

always under the wing

of men to make a statement.

She finally got her prize, and

woopy fuckin’ ding

for her long legged affairs.

The sadistic bitch

unfortunately

had branded me in a hellish way

and forgiveness faded away.

How does

a powerful woman of Congress

expel a foul odor?

Do all rats

cohabit in the same box

calling in their markers

and surviving by its proxy?

Politics becomes so horrific

that the ones in the center

finally escape its grip.

The sadistic bitch

is  in the deep stages of dementia

where I have always lived.

I will expel

these wicked things from my Soul

for in the deep of morning I resign.

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