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Fat Lazy Slob
she disgusts me
with unhealthy wasteful ways
with her drug addictions
and her sloppy piggish days
she repulses me
with her blubbery body
getting fatter by the day
and just beyond lazy
she's a vacuum sucking up all inspiration
her neediness turns energy to waste
her addictions destroy what trust there might be
if I could stand to be around her bloated face
maybe somewhere in there is a precious person
maybe somewhere in there's a beautiful heart
but the selfish way she lives to abuse her own body
undermines any true sharing from the start
all she does is take and take
immature and oh so fake
she'll say anything to get what she needs and never shares
and she needs her food and drugs
maybe it replaces hugs
for she pushes away anyone who really cares
she disgusts me
has no sensitivity
lives in a pathetic void
always taking more from me
I must get away
must shut her out today
may be cruel to do or say
but there is no other way
I have been true with myself
and this is what have found
I have the same weaknesses
but I don't give into them when she's not around
no one could save me
and I can not save her
and all she does is bring me back down
I am so much better when she's not around
Ric Candor ©2005
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