I want to **** you with lips filled of charred glass
They'll rip your face and neck apart so that
we can see the real you
Maybe then you'll understand what it
means to feel for someone; feel because
of someone

I want to rip your hair out with tinged finger tips
They'll grasp your lovely locks and tug
beginning gently, slowly causing gray to
appear
Maybe then your true beauty will shine
through so your eyes can tell a story
Instead of your lies painting the picture