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suck it

Donít tell you me you can love someone you donít know
thereís no such thing as love at first chemical reaction

Iíve been bludgeoned and burned
and my scars still bleed out
for illusionís that got away

All youíre pretty promises wonít save us
on the crooked walkway of deception
regardless of how straight you think you can walk the line

Youíre the knife on my windpipe
whispering that I should keep these sordid secrets
never mind that Iím not man enough to tell

Weíre no tragically comic Shakespearean play
when youíve got more balls and less brains
than a lonely stray dog on heat
(yeah, I know where youíve 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 bodyís not made up that way

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