A p***k stung through venom without tears.
a numbing sensation chilling through out your body.
No make up can cover up that sexual disgrace.
I've seen worse, never dared the least in pain.
Love is nothing but words faded to you, where you have
to run from what you don't see. Dazzled up in your
own lipstick trembled upon lingerie. Never was
there innocence between there. No, no innocence
at all. nothing lost, just something gained. Took it
away and made it whole again. My my, are
we finding it hard to breath again? I'm sure after that.
Try to sneak back in through your own door. Your not
welcomed here any more. Tramps like you aren't seen
around here like that. Be friend the one who pleasured you wrong.
Hate the one who done sat there after. She's given you
everything to love in more of the glass dolly type ways.
He can't endure alone for long, so you automatically choose yourself
to surrender behind closed doors. In a fatal possession
of lust with no mind. she took these words and called them lies.
No lies with eyes I've seen the end, my friend, come now
let us pretend, no more evermore there was no door. Just an open room.
 Tokyo KiJo · Thu Jun 26, 2008 @ 12:19am · 0 Comments |
