I WAS POSSESSED BY A PSYCHOLOGICAL EGO

I was possessed by a psychological ego.
It got in me and ran me like a puppet. It pulled my strings for me.

The fucking bastard thing fucked me over good and proper.
It made a right fool of me.
It ran me ragged,
made a pure fucking eejit out of me.

That bastard fucking filthy psychological ego made a prick out of me.
It really did fuck me right over.
I’m not joking. It made a mess of me. Made a total tosser out of me.
Chewed me up and spat me out. It jerked me about. It pissed on me. It dicked me around.

It dicked me around, then dicked me around some more. Never
gave me a break.
It made a twat out of me. It made a right fucking steaming knob-head out of me.

I never saw it coming. I never knew what happened to me. I didn’t have a clue. I thought it was everyone else’s fault. I thought they were the twats.

Then before I knew it, it was all over. End of story. In a flash I grew old and died. The bell went. My time was up.

Game fucking over…

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