Living in an highly excited state of overstimulation.

quinta-feira, 24 de dezembro de 2009

One Regular Dark Night

Close your eyes, he seeked me
Tonight the dark is mainly yours
And then it didn’t mind if it was raining
Or not
The tears would felt all over it too
Red Lipstick all over my mouth and teeth
Eyes filled up with glue
Don’t seeth
Little bitch, little bitch
I’ll come to fuck you now
to tie your hands upside the table
to tie your hands upside the chair
Come into me
Groaning there’s no tomorrow
Grunting this will be the future
And no one hears
No one helps
You’re so lost inside yourself
Delirious
Little bitch, little bitch
Until I’ve came
And he disappears
Leaving me all soaked
Upon my self
And cry.
Cry.
You bitch.




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