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The person I used to be.Then beat him up.
winter passing, the science of sleep, Amelie
- a songwriters high -Jul 29, 2006So i'll watch you put your clothes on, stare at your bare hips. once again im tempted to penetrate you lips. long ago i bathed you, i loved to get you clean only to take you backwards, the sweat would leave you sheen. and when i stipulate for motives and accept the would-be reasons i do it everywhere, driving playing the seasons if i could share my strength with you, bring out those hiding feelings i wonder if id get sick too, ignore you, committ treason.
-Scarred Shoulders-With a tendancy of falling in love, with every pretty face that comes my way. My weakness's lie in emotions, but I'm strong, I'm proud, gifted with the beauty of a god.My skin is clean and white. My features unique and refined. With a glow of passion in my cheeks, and in my lips, and in my eyes.I have so much to offer, pic you out and feed you pleasure deep within. Lose your nerve within my arms and pour through these fingers... in my bed.If you ever had a taste of my tongue you'd know curling of toes, and the feeling of your nails beneath my bleeding skin.Oh lonely stranger, don't be embarrased when you stumble at the sight of me. I am a King. Commanding sex and violence, you'll wrap around me nimble limbs. Grasping your hips I'll whisper "Welcome to the rhythm i call living"
mom