Friday, January 4, 2008

i think ill wait for a better time to tell you


its one last sip, just one just fucking one
you look me directly in the eye.
the green part i cant even look at in the mirror. how is this happening 
how how? why is overused, so how. how baby? i want to be so deep inside of you , a forklift couldnt pull me out ill spread, youll spred and the disease will take control, take over cran bury me 
umph ts umph tsss wet and feeling i hold me inside you just a second longer honey just one little spurt
ill feel you up then fill you up.

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