BiteA Poem by EmilyHe Wanted The Innocent Delicate Girl Who Blushed When She Said F**k And Only Had Two Lovers Notched On Her Belt That She Hung In The Back Of Her Closet And Never Wore I Welded Mine To My Hips (Burning Flesh) Grabbed Him By The Neck
Ripped Out Handfuls Of His Hair Showing Him The Fist Of Feminine But He Wanted The Girl With A Chihuahua In Her Purse And I Have An Akita No Purse Just A Pocket Full Of Words
That Often Fall Out Leaving Trails Behind Me
© 2012 Emily |
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