Love's Inscrutable SadismImperialism between my thighs. While Saliva stained lips, reiterate lies. I had the chance to stop this, to end it with that kiss.Love's Inscrutable Sadism
It’s the show you put on; your tin puppets move in constant parallax. You wait for the next girl to play the fawn. I play my role, even when my mind blatantly displays facts.
The advent Calendar reveals it’s secrets. Eagerly, you dismantle it, searching for my prize. My limbs have become your trinkets,
regardless of my constant cries.
You leave me when I lose my sparkle, my shine.
You try to
What? You faved a piece of mine? Oh well, uhhhhh that's cool too I guess; but it won't help me from the lions.....
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You make baby Jesus cry
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