COMPLEXITY MADE SIMPLE

I fell in love once...
She wanted to cum,
and I was horny for companionship.
My idiocy like walking into a dark
room reeking of gasoline,
and lighting a match to find my way...

With a flashlight in my pocket.

It was slammed on my plate,
and like the pills I take,
I gag when I think about the taste.
She was a rabid fox,that wandered into the bar.
All the smart ones stayed out of her way,
but I just had to have that rusty red pelt,
hanging over my bedpost.
I would always come to,
when the door slammed behind her.
I'd be standing naked,
with an empty wallet in my hand,
scratches down my back,
still catching my breath...
I couldn't quite figure out how she did it.
It was this huge complex mystery to me,
and often had me suspecting the occult.
How can I be hypnotized into giving everything,
and taking nothing but shit from her?
She had her pawns set up all over 3 counties.
An open door in every neighborhood,
and a dollar in every bank.
When it finally ended...

WOW!!!

This girl saw BURNING bridges as half assed.
She would blow those bitches up,
and dump acid on the debris...
I'll tell you this though...
After she was gone,the whole enigma faded.
The girl I saw as a powerful sorcerer,
was really just a manipulative,slutty,bitch...
And I was just stupid.
It happens more than often...
Right???