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Mar 2014 · 831
Troubles
krissindica Mar 2014
Three in the morning, I know you're *****
On schedule beggin me to forni-
Cate, fellatiate, make a grown man *******
I guess I should elaborate...

But first aren't you a little to old
to be so uncontrol-
Able
I'm too smart for this ****
But happily your little *****

And I know
That you
Never mean a word you say
Knowing I eat your ******* up any day
Anyway...
I've pulled up in your driveway...

Waiting for you to
Break my heart, turn me into a ****-
sapian, reptilian, nymphomanian  
A ****** up, stockholm syndrome alien  
Tonight I think I'm stayin
Over

Pull my hair to and fro
Play me like a puppet show
The amount of pain I undergo
I guess I kinda like it though...
But that was a long time ago
But it really wasn't that long ago
Our monthly reunion you know?
Goin on three and a half years or so

What a shame
That I continue to rinse, repeat
A let it happen all over again

And It's okay to be scared
Unprepared
When
You let it
Happen all over again

Every now and then
Rinse, repeat and let it happen all over again
Written by twenty year old me...

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