Monday, March 21, 2016

la poeme

my head
thoughts, turn, spinning
i only think of you
dreams, you come back like lead
don't dread

jab stab
get up keep moving, don't be weak
who are you? pathetic
worthless no one
don't fight

sex chair
you had sex here?
who made you cum here boy?
who do you belong to? no one
i'm free

one wish
you don't know it
power and control now
no fear no loss no weakness BOSS
you're mine


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