death by decadence

Lord guard me in my bed
as i lie
defeated and defenseless
my piece of the pie
is vulnerable
to ant and ents
and monthly with
drawls
for rent.

slowly sinking
into a sadness
that is coming on
like a sneeze,
i sigh
to an empty
house
with no (re)ply.


Warho(ur)se
No Room For Love 2004 Colombia Entertainment Group
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Pisspoor and Excuse for a life