Feb 08, 2004 09:54
I write this poem for myself, but I believe that It may be someone else, but I don’t know. You might no her she read tihs. May be she read it. You can write her name from those three letters Here, you reed it and tell me. What you think.
3 years ago today will be the day
that I loved you the last time, OK?
You beat me you took advantage of me
Me a flower a beautiful thing a sheet
Your sunshine expressed my entire life
I breathed your life I tasted your sweet air
I loved your sex, and your sperm in my hair
Flower, don’t betray me, don’t cause me strife
You left me for woman susan
Why did you and that bitch have to do so much boozin?
I carried your sperm in my belly
But you beet me
I peed in my pants on your floor
But still, you made me see the door
That little bitch your cracked her virgin flower
You remember then one that worked at the coffee store
I used to buy the paper from her, and look at her
Thinking of her saying, Oh Dr. Allin Oh Dr. Allin
As you porked up her heinie without a condom
You betrayed me and left me for boozin
With that awful bitch cunt dick licker Susan.
This is my ballad for you
I want you to love me like you lover her to
Spy me, my heart, my ears and brain
Without you I go insane
Love me
Love Me
Love me.
No I don’t need you and you’re awful hand
I got myself a sweet one, a Phantom Man