April 12th, 2006


Stfu I'm not a pervert. Yeah fuck you.




Crystal hued liquid, arose from the @#$% I'm givin you
if she #$@$s the tip of it with hella spit I'll rip her clit in two
desire is in my mind again, the fire's ignited and
it's the time of the night where I retire from fightin it
in my eyes, the next image is the messages sent
that I want sex, yes its a sin, unless she's pregnant with kids
and I guess I'm convinced, shes the one, and it'll take some work
to take care of her, but now its 9 months from her day of birth
nearing the climax, her appearance got my spirit alive, that
chemistry, mirrors the expermiments of apprised class...
her once timid figure, shivers with me like rivers and kiaks
she takes control with little interference from my half...

damn

My perverted thinking has been killed *talks about something else*

it just seems, that nowadays I'm sayin sensitive things
to a genius woman who isnt all that different from me...
she left so quick, I didnt even get an instant to think
she mentioned her mother hit her like an infant I screamed
when I laid my eyes on the sentense she sent,I wished it was me
so she wouldn't feel it at least to let her innocence be
and what eats it up is the thought of her even being struck
like me, its fucked up from what I heard she's already seen enough
LOOK AT THIS WORLD, somebody really needs to clean this dump
I swear I wanna delete shit and only keep what we can love
she's going through alot, and I want a seed to sprout?
I'm only increasin the heat, and I claim to be reachin out
I aint doin shit, I see it now, soon I won't be this loud
my mouth'll retreat and sound'll just be screeching down
my police files keep seeking me, my life is packed
and dante's letter was while ago and I aint write em back
but it's simple to see today from reading this, change seased
its no use writing him, when I'm repeating the same things


thats all for right now