girls make up ,
girls are more ..
they make up more intricate , schematic plans
girls are a lot more complex than boys
boys can be men without a second glance
men can be boys without a second glance
there’s no glancing to be done .
before you break my heart and leave me
for i , such a sorry state .
with so much will and the feeling to be the impress-or instead of the impressed
i’ll eat rip my own heart out and eat it .
i could love with the grit and gut
as i watch the men dilapidate .
to be the entertained instead of the entertainer .
please don’t tell me your some sort of worry
because i won’t be passing you on as you leave
your teeth are gnashing louder than your monologue
have i been too denying for you?
i need you to keep yourself alive and kicking
so i hope i could prove you’re wrong
when i see the signs of your own worse
they don’t creep on until dawn .
don’t act like you didn’t adore me before
maybe it’s the curse of the clock .
or maybe you’ve just sought on what you’ve caught.
sandbox love never dies
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 2:54 AM UTC
soft and delicate
tender touches and slow glances
you get her drunk off of holy water and she cries as you clip off her wings
the thought of choking angels on their halos getting them drunk off of rose water so you can capture them ,
pulling off their robes and clipping their small wings
you saw her as mother mary before those cries of hers turned animal like, horns grew out of her head
secretion oozes out , oily and ***** just as yourself
you leave her stagnant disgusted by what you see
you’ve rid her of wings and of that immaculate conception you wanted so terribly
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 2:43 AM UTC