Sometimes when you win you really lose

Trumpets pumping Sounds of my triumphs
I'll be fine
after five bumps
Your brains a benign lump
Bitch tried to disrespect my windup
Therefore she wound up gaged and bound
Dumped in a dump after a vigorous dry hump
I leave a mess as a message
The stress is excessive
As expected
I'll force intercoarse on a recently divorced corpse
Cooking smack on sporks
Sporadically spiraling inspiring inebriated idiots
with the opportunity of a lifetime
it's like time
to get your mind
like mine
Lights shine
Let's dine on the divine
Refine rare finds into fine powder
Praying to narcissistic God's for a meteor shower
Meeting unearned power with pure courage
We're all a little discouraged
Destroying disobedient middle men
Decoys don't display decency
Deviants dealing in dark arts
Ancient rituals
Impatient criminals practice acts that are now habitual
My bad habits feel like home hating myself unconditionally
Under a low class attack
Aimed at arteries
Centuries spent accenting artistry
Symmetrical vertical wrist slits
bleeding in synchronicity
Slapping the spit off idiots lips as they're laughing
Losing a reassuring grip on sanity
Suspended indefinitely
Sickos pick those
specific victims
That fit in special spaces
Intimate interactions you imagined
they never happened
Happily hang on the sharp edge of a double edged sword soaked in secret potion
Containing the hopes n dreams remaining in motion
Kidnapping compassion on camera
Working on reaching ridiculous ransom agreements
Please appease it
No thanks on joining club ranks
That dead slut stanks
Time again for those triumphant trumpets
I'm taking off to the tropics

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