Beauty and perfume I'm in love with you. Drunk and dry spell what else would I do? *** all the week long, eating in then eat out. Turn it up louder song. MIA at work ants shout. What is the fuss about? Fierce *** is never wrong.
I brought you to life in a poem. You'll never love in moderation. Love screams out loud and catches its breath and sleeps 'til noon. Then it happens next full moon.
I never made it to Christmas or Birthdays or school plays. I was drunk and chasing *** to bed somewhere for lays. I know my failure up close live in forever confessions forget me with each dose erase me in shrink sessions.