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suck it

Don’t tell you me you can love someone you don’t know
there’s no such thing as love at first chemical reaction

I’ve been bludgeoned and burned
and my scars still bleed out
for illusion’s that got away

All you’re pretty promises won’t save us
on the crooked walkway of deception
regardless of how straight you think you can walk the line

You’re the knife on my windpipe
whispering that I should keep these sordid secrets
never mind that I’m not man enough to tell

We’re no tragically comic Shakespearean play
when you’ve got more balls and less brains
than a lonely stray dog on heat
(yeah, I know where you’ve been)

Beneath the lusted lacing, my instinct says run
while my pride is itching to tell you
to suck my cock
never mind that my body’s not made up that way

© Indie Adams 2013
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published
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