grip it harder
till the breath can only seep out
tears are what I seek out
get you angry
see how you **** me now
bruises with a howl
a predator on the prowl
prey on me.
lay on me.
make it reckless
turn it fowl
sink your nails into my shoulder blades
your teeth into my ear lobes
***** whispers,
I want to hear those
insincere flows
just two interconnected weirdos
Oct 10, 2012
Oct 10, 2012 at 11:17 AM UTC
grip it harder
till the breath can only seep out
tears are what I seek out
get you angry
see how you **** me now
bruises with a howl
a predator on the prowl
prey on me.
lay on me.
make it reckless
turn it fowl
sink your nails into my shoulder blades
your teeth into my ear lobes
***** whispers,
I want to hear those
insincere flows
just two interconnected weirdos
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