Won't care,
Can't care,
Whatever you say.
Rebel to the rotten core.
Bad apple.
Fell from the tree.
Pick up your guitar.
Beat it and play.
You,you kick her down.
Up, she jumps.
Stubborn mule.
Shirt thrusts and punchy.
Making a crust.
Rock beats and rivals.
Eternal survivor.
Battle weary.
Wearing storms.
Iron chains.
Stilettos.
Tattoos and diamonds.
She's just earning a lunch.
Living and loving.
Love ever after.
Beaten eggs and memories.
Rotten heart over done.
From the gutter up she leaps.
Darkest secrets always kept.
She's the rebel
Who hasn't got a clue.
Motor mouths and morons.
Knows just what to do.
Long way down the list.
Onwards and upwards with flick of her hips.
Hair long and fluffy curled over her *******
She'll party forever.
Unstoppable.
Heart strings and catgut.
Eternity's rock chick in the purplest haze.
(c)LIVVI
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 12:04 PM UTC
Won't care,
Can't care,
Whatever you say.
Rebel to the rotten core.
Bad apple.
Fell from the tree.
Pick up your guitar.
Beat it and play.
You,you kick her down.
Up, she jumps.
Stubborn mule.
Shirt thrusts and punchy.
Making a crust.
Rock beats and rivals.
Eternal survivor.
Battle weary.
Wearing storms.
Iron chains.
Stilettos.
Tattoos and diamonds.
She's just earning a lunch.
Living and loving.
Love ever after.
Beaten eggs and memories.
Rotten heart over done.
From the gutter up she leaps.
Darkest secrets always kept.
She's the rebel
Who hasn't got a clue.
Motor mouths and morons.
Knows just what to do.
Long way down the list.
Onwards and upwards with flick of her hips.
Hair long and fluffy curled over her *******
She'll party forever.
Unstoppable.
Heart strings and catgut.
Eternity's rock chick in the purplest haze.
(c)LIVVI
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