I hope you choke on your fucking pipe
Though I'm letting you go,
I'm letting you know that
I won't forget about you.
You made my world, and you killed it too,
But I could have someone
better than you.
I can find a Home-like place,
. . . It's easy if I try.
But baby, I'm not yours anymore
and I'm not gonna lie. . .
I think I'll be happier
In my new home.
God, I hope I don't fuck up,
Cause It's harder than you know.
So when you're still sitting here,
Empty bowl, smoke blown clear,
I'll be on the other side,
Laughing and
Having a good time.
(Written 12/3/07)

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