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Mega Million Monster Smashers!
Shit faced on a morn, so to be born!
I'm a cutie. I like long walks on the beach
and nonsense. Nonsense like the drivel
I'm spending time typing instead of rest.
Rest, like dust, sweet reprieve.
Like a leopard; stealing my newborn
from cradle unto dirt,
that sweet pain we hide under our skirt.
psshh. poof.. sweat is aloof.
I'm smelling you and grinning.
drink-a-link-a-dink-a-drunk-a-lunk-a-funk-i'm-a-fucked.
I drink a-lot-a-plot-of-land-is/muh-de-mand
oh-geez-oh-squeeze-oh-sees-oh-please-oh
I like tomorrow. I like to socialize, though I am not a socialist. Communities are good, but communism is bad. I like money, but capitalism is corrupt as all manmade construct. I would love to love; you big-eyed, bright beauties I see day to day. Friends are smiling and with grace. I am worried for our dear state. Where are we going? Obama.. Socialist.. Big-Gov.. Big-Bro.. Contemplative.. Boring.. What do we want? Substanable farmland in metro Detroit? I'd love that. Brotherhood amoungst white and brown? Arab is the new Nigger. I love you skin.. so rich with color against my pale hue. God damn, How I would shudder in absolute terror if you looked like me!?!
So, you didn't have an abortion. Against my wishes, you birth on. Oh, the children. Oh, the shame. These lives you birth have all been in vain. Close your legs, and shut your mouth, before the plague takes you south.
ABORT. Give up. Shut up.
ABORT. You should have; me.
How I'm crawling in your placenta. Hate for men, and love for womon. Walk me away. Numb and limbless, knaw this bullshit lu-lu,la-la; you lovely, sullen silk, you! Why make another when you had yet to meet a MAN in the first place. This is stupid. I'm ghey. Smiles all over town!
Like I have said before..
Love is.. lust
is rust, as dust.
GUUHH!
What is it,? When? Now? What? Huh?
My eyes can't seem to close. I dread tonight? Whenever I have to lay down alone and pretend I'm satisfied, it's disgusting. Life is funny. You have to laugh at life; or else you just might cry.
Where are you my dear fantasy? Lost in the fog of reality?
Geez, I don't know. If I would have known it was harmless, I would have killed it myself!
phew. I needed to get that off my chest.
God is gay, and I bummed him!
Shit faced on a morn, so to be born!
I'm a cutie. I like long walks on the beach
and nonsense. Nonsense like the drivel
I'm spending time typing instead of rest.
Rest, like dust, sweet reprieve.
Like a leopard; stealing my newborn
from cradle unto dirt,
that sweet pain we hide under our skirt.
psshh. poof.. sweat is aloof.
I'm smelling you and grinning.
drink-a-link-a-dink-a-drunk-a-lunk-a-funk-i'm-a-fucked.
I drink a-lot-a-plot-of-land-is/muh-de-mand
oh-geez-oh-squeeze-oh-sees-oh-please-oh
I like tomorrow. I like to socialize, though I am not a socialist. Communities are good, but communism is bad. I like money, but capitalism is corrupt as all manmade construct. I would love to love; you big-eyed, bright beauties I see day to day. Friends are smiling and with grace. I am worried for our dear state. Where are we going? Obama.. Socialist.. Big-Gov.. Big-Bro.. Contemplative.. Boring.. What do we want? Substanable farmland in metro Detroit? I'd love that. Brotherhood amoungst white and brown? Arab is the new Nigger. I love you skin.. so rich with color against my pale hue. God damn, How I would shudder in absolute terror if you looked like me!?!
So, you didn't have an abortion. Against my wishes, you birth on. Oh, the children. Oh, the shame. These lives you birth have all been in vain. Close your legs, and shut your mouth, before the plague takes you south.
ABORT. Give up. Shut up.
ABORT. You should have; me.
How I'm crawling in your placenta. Hate for men, and love for womon. Walk me away. Numb and limbless, knaw this bullshit lu-lu,la-la; you lovely, sullen silk, you! Why make another when you had yet to meet a MAN in the first place. This is stupid. I'm ghey. Smiles all over town!
Like I have said before..
Love is.. lust
is rust, as dust.
GUUHH!
What is it,? When? Now? What? Huh?
My eyes can't seem to close. I dread tonight? Whenever I have to lay down alone and pretend I'm satisfied, it's disgusting. Life is funny. You have to laugh at life; or else you just might cry.
Where are you my dear fantasy? Lost in the fog of reality?
Geez, I don't know. If I would have known it was harmless, I would have killed it myself!
phew. I needed to get that off my chest.
God is gay, and I bummed him!