She didn't.
That's all I have to say about that
Blasphemy!
Vines entangle you
And forever stuck and ****** into the on and on and eternity.
What luck.
What revulsion of do-not-know-ism.
Some people just can not help themselves.
Ah ****, just send us ALL to hell.
Too many sins for Jesus Christ to handle
Maybe I should dangle
From the tree we always hated anyway.
Or maybe from one of all those ******* question marks.
That primal urge to ****.
That obsessive ****** in my head.
Here follow me.
No I won't hurt you baby
Please trust me
I just really don't want to be lonely
I say all that
Then a stab in the back
Twist
I hope no one ever finds me laid out with ****** wrists
Kiss it! Kiss it!
Your lipstick looks beautiful my dear
I fear that the time is near
Sear the skin