Used, a utility, a convenience

To be controlled or dropped.

Where are the ones who are open and giving of love?

And aren't just looking for some thing to be

Used, a utility, a convenience

To be controlled or dropped?

Where are the ones who are open and giving of love?

Soft hands in summer
Warm hands in the light
But come winter, dried up n parched
Not my fault
I was pure before I met you
Still am, always will be.
If my surface is mottled
It was due to your cold winds
And harsh heat.
But I will be free again
And glow bright

Oh yes, the dream
Neptunian Nightmare
This lifemare
With her in the rain
At least she screams
Not worth the feels
Between neutral and real
I'd prefer nothing
Even this
Is a waste
Tho no more than any other taste
A lower price
It's
Optional
No price worth paying
For additional fleeing flings
I'd prefer sleep
But still I eat
It's better than nothing
Tho not really

When I go in your mouth
I take a bite too
To fulfill all righteousness
I eat souls
But you crave sins
You are the ****** fool
Lust-centered harlot
I am the guillotine
Old faithful
V. the faithless
(Part 2)
The guilty party
And the guilt-free
You are wasteful
I am the master
Degenerates
Venerate me
Or lose your minds
Along with your souls
All filth
Is yours
The ugly
You make
I am beauty
So I wear no veil
You hide yourself
'Cause you come from hell
(Part 3)
There's no hiding
In the long run
Face me now
Tomorrow, there's no running
It's too late
You made your choice
Holes, you ignored my voice
To go chase noise
Soror, there are consequences
To being a toy
Eternally sore
Your pain will be my joy
As you made mine yours
But my reasons are pure
Like me
And unlike you
But you will be too
Or you'll swim in a toilet
Of patsies like you
(Part 4)
Down the hatch
You down-voted life
You should've loved truth
Instead of wielding that knife
Therefore, strife
And an end to your lolling
You've no excuses
You're no little dolly
(Post)
But another adorer
User and cheat
Painting testers like me
As if we're trash li'e you
(Ppost)
I give
You runs
An eyeful
O sirens
Do Re Me

Tropical Smoothie Cafe is gross
They microwave their chicken
Who knows if their veggies are fresh
With that vile mindset
Don't trust them
Like the hypocritical, fallen Mormons
All are fake
Tofu *******