Category: the Morbid Interests of My Porcelain Princess

How many timesYou gonna look me in the eyeAnd lieSay that other guySaid goodbyeCuz hes out getting highWhile you crySo maybe youll be mine in timeJust bide You say i brought you to lifeSaid it was oh so niceYou need another sliceThe timing just isnt right But i tell you i surmisedAll of it to…

POEMS LIKE THESESO NICE AND DISEASEDIT AINT RIGHT TO BE DOWN ON MY KNEESWONDERING WHEN YOULL COME HOME TO ME POEMS LIKE THESESO NICE AND DISEASEDIT AINT RIGHT TO BE DOWN ON YOUR KNEESWONDERING WHEN HE’LL COME, SO YOU CAN TAKE A PEE SONGS LIKE THOSETHAT BRIGHTLY DECOMPOSEIT ALL THE FILTHY COLORS OF A DIRTY…

I’m in love with a liarYoure just in love with her liesI decipher illussions shes miredAnd see the true fire in her eyesShe likes to fuck other guys It’s something that no one can tell youI know brother I triedBut she covers your senses with thighsAs I jerk myself senseless and cry I’m the only…

if you hate me more than you love himmasturbating must be somethingi bet your always tryingto keep me out of your mindi tried to be kindbut you lied i said good by i said all i had to sayas i walked awayyou only wanted to playwhen you needed more for a day but he cant…

“Youre the best.But dont tell him”

You say youre fineHes the farthest thing from your mindBut nine years is a real long timeYou should be cryingSo youre lyingYoure too happy im aroundIf he left townYou would frownI know just where ill windIf i give you my timeMaking you come deep insidethen leave back to that guyIts a sign that youre not…

you make me look so fucking dumbyou cum and pump and dump and runHit me with another oneall your poems are so much fun you treat me like such a slutthe sweet way you beat my butwith the loving lashes of your rhymesyou slash my heart every time its sucks that I cant touch youbut…

The things i saidvile and perverted Were after your lesbian affairOf her meds with gun in handthreatened castrating meAnd stretching you and you went back to the guywho was never gone. Like i dont knowhow to be sweetOr notWhen necessary No more strays now huh?Good. I should be a marraige counselor.

Your recovery is yourresponsibility.Its between you and god.Like all truth.No one can take your choice from you.Nobody mentioned your drug problems cuz as far as im concerned that issue is as over as we are.And hating me will only help your resolvebelieve me  i seen it.Take care of your self. Liar No one else even knows who you even really are

some lovesare just too perfectto wreckno matter how muchshe wants you to. if you loved me enough to write poemsyou should have answered the phoneive never touched two things in my lifethat shit or another mans wife.