Eyes like medusa...
confuscia.. it shoulda been her name
but she was good friends with Lucia
yea Lucy... u know the girl in the red dress
plump lips fat ass and the perfect breasts
kissed her brain with temptations of danger
thrill of excitement and the freedom of anger
"how did we get here? ...i used to know you so well.."
your every gesture, your very smell...
your lips moved with the rhythm of mine
but i've lost your mind..
the only thing that ever mattered along with your heart,
so does that mean i lost two with one dart?
you might as well take the rest of me
my future that is soon going to be my history
i mean...how will i ever be whole?
how can i meet my mate if i've lost my soul?
maybe he'll have it..
maybe he grabbed it... when you threw it into
the electric chair with no thought of a tactic
i desire to feel every inch of you in me
break down my head the way you do my body
with no physical sense of healing
your brain is what i find so appealing
i want to taste your spirit
without speaking, your voice i want to hear it.
understand that i do as well
enjoy other items that swell.
"yes daddy...;)"
i see these big houses and these plushed out cars
and something tells me
"my dear it's not far...
your lifestyle is of this...
the American wish... or is it the dream?
Either way out of the crop it's the cream.
It's not in the books for you to have anything less
'yes this is our finest... nothing but the best.' "
"so when i ask for my money... bitch you betta have my money"
okay.... you guessed it.. i'm high. that's right... im red eyed and all and the random tangents come frequently. topics calling to be thought about... "pick me!" some get in the head and get stingy... they claim they like it up there it's bright but kinda dingy.... yea i'm the same but i'm different... oxy my clean moron cause she cant breathe....you may not have heard me, some think it's make believe... and the moon spoke to me and said that all this was made for me...
-SydniMichael
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