you think your truth is the only one that's spinning
you think your lies are fucking winning
your poison mouth spits assumptions as if the devils own feat
covered your tracks without missing a beat
you watch flesh torn from flesh with the lies you told
all to be the one they hold
crossing lines that lead to hell
bite down hard on your truth's acceptance
swallow that tongue give that gaul
cause you don't give a fuck at all!
Cunt on heat, mouth full of cock
fuck you little bitch
Grow the fuck up!
May I Never Anger You
If words could kill, the object of this poem would have died twice, maybe three times. - Lady A -
Haha it's been a while!
Haha it's been a while!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."