If a needle was to be put in my capillaries to forget you I'd been a walking void. If each time I thought about you could grow my hair by an inch, I'd been the Tangle you read about. If changing wrappers of my skin had not worked, Could change my skin and bones. If you were on the moon I could study turning all upside down to be an astronaut. Had my heart not recited your name, My sleeves hadn't been upto this stretch. If I could have a job of making you happy, You would been immortal by now If I were the Leonardo, I had painted you smiling Till eternity.
That went unseen ,yet prepared for your birthday ;just as silly as it sounds.
Bodies sold at a retail price To hearts which are colder than ice She sold her soul and pride for money While inside she was dying alone and empty Beaten and bruised badly She took every slap boldly when it came to scars She had one too many
She a victim of her insecurity He an addict addicted to ****** gratification *** driven with no particular destination At home he had a wife who lost her passion So prostitutes became his substitution Seeking them in the day, seeking them at night Just so he could fill that empty spot
***** at a young age, so she fornicated with rage Anger in her eyes fear in her heart pain on her mind Numb to pleasure she only smiled when she saw dollars Wore dog collars as man acted like they owned her
A property for hire between her legs Men would love her and touch her, hurt and destroy her, abuse her and mistreat her and no one would defend her
Shifty salesman, Selling souls, Sometimes somebody's, Sifted sands sold, To buyers buying better, Shifting tides of time, Sounding down the mountain, Streaming in space, As the man, Still sells, Souls to the buyers.