Oh, you spoke on The Wheel of Misfortune...
The real shit is in the mush beneath that thick skull of yours.
The real prick will come from a thorn on that beautiful rose.
The real joke was on you, in the look on your face and in your eyes when she said that she loved you too.
The real music is in the laughter behind your bullshit as you piss and moan about how you’re too blue to do anything today.
The reality is gravity pulling at your shoulders and a cold kiss blown from that beautiful girl that erased your face when she kissed you goodbye.
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