She's said 8 months but I'm yelling 10 Year's, from 211 and Old English 40 oz cold beers, we click our bottles together and yell out in happiness cheers! I tried to communicate but it goes through both ears. its all tears you get mad at me for months & no sign of you & im askin why did u disappear? and when I say that I miss you, you get real silent reply bacc and type that you don't really fuccing care. i see you change your look up, put lipsticc on hell you even change your mf hair. new tattoo, new clothes, new shoes, put on a different look and i cee you roccing different gear. here's a toast to no fear! mixed drinks, hell nah I'm drinking straight Crown Royal over here! for me to endear bad father of the year? you probably say bad shit about me to your childhood peers, you never miss me it appears, I can tell from your profile picture and how the way that you look and stare, so let me commandeer the unaware, and why are we playing musical chairs! this post is public authorized to share no public affairs, I still keep all the things that remind me of you like souvenirs, from White T's with eyeliner smudge smears, that I find in my closet somehow that reappears I swear I can't make this up...you blow up, to break up, to break up, to Make Up, then fix up your makeup 4 Facebook Club X to hookup! so conveniently magically set up from X to X down the list new guys are like hey beautiful wussup! I guess he's the new runner-up! to only find it is a temporarily hooked-up cuz the best is locced up! I feel so screwed up you need to warm up, and wake up no need to hang up drink love from Death cup, long run what long run, there's no one from someone to no one one-on-one this Midnight sun overrun, it's overdone! it's burnt it's dead this flame is dead its gone, im tired <yawnn> add on the cheated on I'm gone your gone. you say nigcuh Move df on. I been gone im so gone over you. #peace #Locspoetry