Your glass eyes shatter my innocence,
As you peer behind their masked acceptance.
Turning your back,
on my over-exposed, leaking speech.
Comparing your hazy, lustful embraces
to my inescapable desperate moans.
You perk up upon your pedestal,
Finding pride within your superior lower number,
Shaking your head in shame,
as the unnamed masses
Flash through your condescending imagination.
Well, a pat on the back for you.
And how about a high-5 too?
After all, i'm just a prettier version,
of a back laying ****
Spread open to be invaded and wrung dry,
Then tossed to the side-
after a breathtaking ride,
Too vulnerable to hide.
And now too ugly for your eyes.
I really am sorry,
I should have just lied.
Nov 20, 2010
Nov 20, 2010 at 10:21 AM UTC
Your glass eyes shatter my innocence,
As you peer behind their masked acceptance.
Turning your back,
on my over-exposed, leaking speech.
Comparing your hazy, lustful embraces
to my inescapable desperate moans.
You perk up upon your pedestal,
Finding pride within your superior lower number,
Shaking your head in shame,
as the unnamed masses
Flash through your condescending imagination.
Well, a pat on the back for you.
And how about a high-5 too?
After all, i'm just a prettier version,
of a back laying ****
Spread open to be invaded and wrung dry,
Then tossed to the side-
after a breathtaking ride,
Too vulnerable to hide.
And now too ugly for your eyes.
I really am sorry,
I should have just lied.