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My Devils...my Angel

Where are you now?

I am somewhere outside Oklahoma. You will not find me.

I know many a local operator. I can find your call…

I am sure you do. But When you do I will be farther gone.

How far?

I might be right under your nose, but you won’t know it.

I suspect you are in Arkansas. Somewhere near the border and figure you are just out of reach. Just look over your shoulder. That man at the bar…the one filling his gas tank…the guy having ham and eggs? They all work for me. Against you. Cause you don’t know, and you will never know.

Beats looking at you each and every day. I’ll take my chances with occasional strangers, against that guarantee.

                 "WHORECUNTBITCH….!!!!!

    

                                 ….ASSHOLE !!!!!

                                       ....LITTLEPRICKMOTHERFUCKER!!!

(so....)

You doin okay out there?

Fuck you. You crazy psychotic!

I think you might be overstating your case, here…

My case is with me, and I am gone.

Yes. But I still have room for two.

Then fill it with my absence.

You draw a very fine line.

Meaning?

You make it difficult to love you.

Hate? A fine line between love and hate?

I did not state that.

Arkansas. You’re right. I am in Arkansas. What are you going to do about that? Do you hate me yet?

I do.

See how easy that was? See why I won’t be back?

I do. Won’t stop me, but I do.