werds

[elazar]

Are compliments passing annoying words of obviousness
But interest or stated attraction will have my finger in your ass and my hand on your dick and im not even gay. It will have me swooning and spooning with the devil herself or cashgrab from friend and boss for your evil little scam sprinkled with drugs and im loving it. Your cold shoulder is sharp and stabs me in the dark affected affections aggressive aggressions leave me farther away in pain from today and rains on the parade of faces carved into my brain waylaid and ditched by every passing name reflected in bloody eyes seeing things for the upteenth time hearing lies ryme numbly fucking that girl away to the sigh of her design taken by the fear wallowing with misplaced steps and hoping for never to come quicker than last time boiling a brew of hate to drink till drunk dieing one sip at a time flogging last months bills with a branch from next months disapointments till one breaks and the other declines sorrow never tasted so potent or pure gallows and gillateens never so syncronized as now when I sit alone training my way home alive.


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