dead body sex doll
her life contrasts the dead of night.
the parked cars.
the concrete...soiled beneath her scuffed and blistered feet.
Tilting her head she squint her eyes toward the occasional headlights
that illuminate her truth.
her marred body.
her trapped soul.
the desperation that makes her human-
as deceptive as it may be.
lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
AND I WILL TELL YOU WHEN YOU ARE SORRY.
I will tell you when you've had enough to drink.
POPOV.
absinthe.
my cum.
you don't hate it.
AND I HAVE A MYSPACE: http://www.myspace.com/amabre
the parked cars.
the concrete...soiled beneath her scuffed and blistered feet.
Tilting her head she squint her eyes toward the occasional headlights
that illuminate her truth.
her marred body.
her trapped soul.
the desperation that makes her human-
as deceptive as it may be.
lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
AND I WILL TELL YOU WHEN YOU ARE SORRY.
I will tell you when you've had enough to drink.
POPOV.
absinthe.
my cum.
you don't hate it.
AND I HAVE A MYSPACE: http://www.myspace.com/amabre