Oct 04, 2006 15:37
Breath pounding
Heart panting
And blood dripping
Her eyes glow bright
In the dim moonlight
Against the dingy walls
Hardly illuminates her face at all
Torn stockings
Ripped dress
And combat boots
Was it quite as you were expecting?
The hard anxious pull
As she bites her lip
It’s not beauty anymore…
This isn’t a fucking faerietale
Is it boy?
Not the one you were hoping for.
Never thought your first
Time would be on the floor
Never thought it would be
With a goddamn whore