you told them you were diffrent.
that you were wat i needed!
you could tame me, make me submissive!
         So i let you. opend the door half way, known you would never want to leave.
i sat down watching you, slip lower and lower...... you had failed. just like the rest! you were my sub and i was your dom... never wanting to leave i watched you rote....
  i am a queen that can only be tamed by king not a slave.  
next please

i striped that night! let my soul out in the open! you wouldnt take your eyes off me.
you came closer! i felt your heart beat.
that night our spirits made love.
we turned the night into a endless nimble with the fire we made....
i let you sink in so deep inside, i could feel every inch of your frame. i was incorrigiblee,sealed with yo seed. intimacy was our epithet.
so insatiable for touch.
i was marked by your cognizance.
coming into me you whispered "mine"
you spoke with such conviction
then i knew i had cured you.

i dont hate u, just dont know how to love

its getting old talking about you
thinking about.
its getting odd missing you
monitering your life.
    its really getting odd.
i dont want you anymore, i dont hate you, u dont even appeal to me any more.
   its getting old. you are old.

i guess there is only so much a broken heart can take.

They asked me to wait, told me you would find me.
Like a lilly patiently waitn, i did what i was told.
So i waited, hoping you would find me. A year passd and you did not show, attempting to find some closeness, i entertained myself with them, gave them what was yours.
A decade passed and u did not show, thought it was the stench of them that drove you away, so i cleaned up my act, drenched my soul in spirits n let them go.
A year has passed and you have not shown up.
Am getting tired of waiting.
So sit where you are... You were never needed.

Am supposd to b rytn abt hm.
Wat i wnt hm to do to me
Do for me......
Bt the moment ths pen reachs th paper she comes out
Her tht little scared gal
She wnts hr pain bared to u
Shz troubld
Inside hr heart
She hates every1, mst especially hrself
Shz manipulative, shz th mothr of pain
Tormentd little brat
Not all wounds heal
Shz damagd, u cnt help hr, i wnt let u
You see shz th main personality n am hr strongest outer ego
Th othrz r weak
Am in charge, she creatd me to protect hr
Am doin js tht. U wnt her.
Yes i knw such a pretty gal n yet such an ugly soul