You’d, handed me, a Pandora’s Box of your lies for keeps, and, knowing how that myth’d, turned out, I’d, kept my, little wandering hands away from that box…
That Pandora’s Box of your lies, sat in that unknown corner of my bedroom, untouched, unopened, unscathed, thought I had it all, covered, that nothing bad was, ever gonna happen, but I was, wrong.
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Because one evening after you’d, screamed at me so loud that my ears started, ringing, and I’d, cried so very hard, ‘cuz I was, too FREAKED out by you, you’d, come to my bed, kissed my head goodnight, and you’d said, “I’m sorry, my love, I was only, trying to stimulate your brains! The doctors told us, that you needed some stimulation, for you, to recover fully, from your brain operation a little while back, remember???”, and that, was when that Pandora’s Box of your lies, FLEW wide open, and, everything awful, and EVIL that you can ever imagined, came, include those RAPED dolls of mine, the Barbies, along with the other plastic ones, I’d, torn the clothes off, oh, and, there was, that shattered prettier porcelain that I liked better, they all came at me, all at once!
And, after years of BULLSHITTIN’ ABUSE and NEGLECT, I’d, finally, KICKED that god DAMN FUCKING (don’t pardon me this time!!!) Pandora’s Box of your lies away.
out rushed, everything EVIL in teh world…not my art…
Now, as I stand, a THIRTY-SIX year-old, FUCKING real live woman, I won’t believe a single word that came out of your mouth, and, you ALL can, SHOVE those “I’m sorry’s” UP your own as well as YO MAMAS’ VAGINAS, see how you like it!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 