^{Twas a quiet night within the office spaces of my mind.}

The distractions failed to distract.

^{Fantasizing Tough}

All

^{Blood and tears.}

A night from hell that will last for years.
And all because of your fucking beers.

How dare you, you son of a bitch. You think you're tough?
A few harsh words.

Those would have been enough!

^{But you just had to keep going.}

She was down on her knees.
She was begging you!

Please!

But you couldn't be the man you're supposed to be.
Wearing the blinders you grabbed from the store of your own envy.

Now it's your turn to die.
Don't ask me why!

You killed your wife.
This is only fair.
Now I'll take your life from the comfort of this chair.

Rot

^{In my prison.}

You thought you were tough?
Guess what...

Your new neighbors all heard how you like it rough.

Now

^{You thought I was done?}

The real man weeps.
He has no one.

Look what you did to your own fucking son!

Credits:All art and images seen here were produced digitally, by me.
^"..."

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