One Darling
Katarr
I couldn't wait until it turned ripe
To bite the apple down to the core
When the bloating woke suspicion
I couldn't have her anymore
We both got repositioned
Six months after the act
I heard she'd fulfilled her part
Of the Romeo and Juliet pact
Fuck that whore!
If she was here I would've left her bruised and sore
I lost the only son I could have ever had
And these lines, these lines are his epitaph