Suicidal Slut

(1)She closes her eyesTo see what she doesShe hides her criesBecause of the grave she dugLook at where her life has sent herAnd see what she has become.In her eyes the demons stirAround and round to and fromComeing from the darknessLiving in her head.She must soon confessHer dangerous desire she has not fedCrticize her for what she fantacizedShe fullfills lusts attractionWith a power that could hypnotizeWipe away distractionTantalize, amaze and tauntTease her with pleasherWith the amazement fiends wantShe is so unsurefading out of existancethis is the way it’s got to beKeeping at safe distanceas she sleeps six feet underneath

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By Animosity

"There's nothing you can do that can't be done. Nothing you can sing that can't be sung. Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game. It's easy."