Stripping myself
down to nothing.
So I can look
pretty,
like all them other
***** do.
Pixilated to perfection.
Welcome,
my never-ending nightmare.
Bringing myself down,
so I can go down onto them?
lololollolol
Uhhhh I mean,
right before they
lay down
on their
backs.
Up
on a giant silver platter.
They're the main course, after all.
Funny, cause this pack of wolves.
Don’t even like *****
But they're munching on something.
*****
*****
&
More of them.
You're not the only one.
The rest of us are still clownin' in the closet.
SO
Play the chess-chest game.
Cause you have to.
&
Cut off the Queens head.
Purple looks better on you
anyways.
May 29, 2012
May 29, 2012 at 2:03 PM UTC
Stripping myself
down to nothing.
So I can look
pretty,
like all them other
***** do.
Pixilated to perfection.
Welcome,
my never-ending nightmare.
Bringing myself down,
so I can go down onto them?
lololollolol
Uhhhh I mean,
right before they
lay down
on their
backs.
Up
on a giant silver platter.
They're the main course, after all.
Funny, cause this pack of wolves.
Don’t even like *****
But they're munching on something.
*****
*****
&
More of them.
You're not the only one.
The rest of us are still clownin' in the closet.
SO
Play the chess-chest game.
Cause you have to.
&
Cut off the Queens head.
Purple looks better on you
anyways.
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