letting go of the hate
chasing the same damn
shadows since the day
i was born
i can't bring myself to
letting go of the hate
the constant pain
the hands around my
neck
while it is apparent
to the rest of them
that your days are
numbered
i'll only be satisfied
when i put the last
bit of dirt on your
grave
and then and only
then will i truly be
free
free from the man
who never could find
the time to love me
at all
i once listened to a man
in church explain to me
the difference between
a father and a dad
i left abruptly,
explaining to the
fucker i never
had either
alyssa milano
saw my first
hollywood
crush on
television
tonight
let's just say
that some
people get
to win the
battle with
time
you can be
my boss
anytime
you want
a taste of heaven
i don't think
these young
women
understand
how lucky
they are
bending over
in their tight
ass stretch pants,
hunting for the
best price for
frozen chicken
i've seen way
too many dirty
movies
my first instinct
is to get down
there and get my
face between
those lovely
cheeks and
start to eat
but i've learned
a few lessons
over the years
about temptation
and public places
but for a few
of you
i'd be willing
to risk whatever
punishment the
law has in mind
a taste of heaven
is surely worth
that
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