Tanner Herndon

The Sorrowful Night

I left the door to my heart cracked open,
I lured you in with curiosity,
But what you saw, shocked you to the core,
You must have cried lava, when you saw what was in this heart,
Coffee ring-worms on every corpse of furniture,
An Orgy, of,
Cigarette Gluteus maximus, lay sprawled in a phalanx,
Whiskey bottles that know what happened, because I back washed the truth,
Lay unconscious on the floor, puking the last remains of their anatomy on the ground,

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