your shy, but outgoing.
your timid but very aroused.
you hate the smell of fish but are fascinated by woman.
you find men sick but love me all the same.
you hate cowards but run away from a fight.
damned are the saints, and blessed are the sinners.
and 8 shoots to the heart.
fuck you hate me but i cant stop from making love.
damn I hate you but i just cant give you up.
maybe we should leave and end this now.
wait..
maybe tomorrow cause tonight I'm a bit aroused.
come by at the stroke of 9, i hate the word subtext and cant stand the sound.
I hate it when i cry.
you love it when I scream.
damn baby it just all seems like a dream.

your a crazy bitch with no soul did i ever really know.
you hardly apologize but yet you have me mesmerized.
do your thang, shake it up high.
sounds a bit insane when you take a dive.
honey your a rock&roll star love the bliss cause tonight your my hive.
and I'm your bee, your little honeybee.
cant decide if I should stick with thy.
suck the gold and lick the silver.
my honey you give me a quiver.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Posted by matt-outstanding at 11:04 AM
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1 comments:
"suck the gold and lick the silver.
my honey you give me a quiver."
OMG! [sheer] {+} [utter] perfection and brilliance! ahhhhhhhhh I've miss your writing, and your poems, and your poetry so VERY VERY MUCH!... as always, I am blown away by your thought - and your creativity!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PERFECT PERFECTION!!!!!
ps:I love love LOVE love LOVE your new AVITAR photo!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3!!!
[so happy to have you blogging again] !!! giant hugs and so much love xo xo :el fano:
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