Like noodles over bacon
Staple diet othe mis informed
My **** are swarm enemies ofthe state
Warrants born
From ***** fellas I ignore. Or take home. In lieu of buying toys to make me moan.
I'm so tight its wierd.
Accepted everywhere like visa
Steering clear. Of tears of breakups.
Cuff my heart. And
Make me lose control
And close my nose.
And warm my toes
On that's supposed.
To know my husband takes me home
And hides my ugly ****** up ****
In his hard erected robe...
I know. Explode. Control.
Let go. And know.
I'm home. To curl my toes.
That froze. In minus 30 without
Shoes to stay in soul.
So slow no show time.
Mostly empty words.
Encourage me to go
Beyond the realm of teenage female
Needing resale prices
On her **** sluttyclothes
Isuck **** at poetry.
Knowing me.
I better close with glory.
Or I'll be broken
And a clone
Memory erased.
The taste of satan.
Linger to my dome