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Mary Doesn't Lie

I remember her asking me to come nearer
It reminded us of a time that started but one of our fears
She said that I was cute and oh how much she loved me
She placed her mouth down there and oh how much she hurt me

There were promises of treats that I can even name
I was twisted and contorted in ways that I can't explain
But this was our secret we even pinky swore
She created another me that never existed before

I still remember that hot alcoholic breath all in my face
Begging to touch me, for just a little taste
I can remember being stalked as if I were prey
Allowed to tuck me in at night and then having her way

This was when my mind created Mary's persona
Overprotective of me, with a whorish aroma
You should remember her from Split Promises
Mary quieted my mind and took all the risk

Mar promised me that time would pass and so would you
It would always take younger food to satisfy you
There came a time when I was considered handsome, instead of cute
We created another persona to deal with the man that couldn't be refused

But now you're breaking the rules proving Mary a liar
My body has filled out and it's the object of your desire
You no longer seek the cute, you seek the hard body of a man
One that you have bred to fulfill your every demand

But my new persona doesn't like what he doesn't like
The way that you breathe into my face, the way that you suck the pipe
He knows that you like gin with a twist of lime
He took the rat poison and gave it a grind

Slowly but surely he added a little to each of your drinks
He watched through out the night as you sank drink after drink
He's not as deranged as others may think
He's cold and calculating, listening to every slurred word and watching every eye blink

When the glass fell from your hands, he looked at Mary who gave him a wink
Quietly and with the ultimate stealth he retrieved a plastic bag from under the sink
Mary placed it over your head, duct taped around the neck
We all sat around and watched you traveling from this world into the next

Hahaha fuck bitch
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