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Heavy Whore

You don’t know who I am,
And you never will.
I am twisted around the Clown Prince kiss,
Twisted around his dream to kill,
And I can’t unwrap myself.

Funny, you don’t know
How god damn ironic it is,
That the assassin is much different than
The Harvey n’ Oswald I’m acquainted with;
I can’t escape them.

Dr. Crane can’t help me;
Then again, I can’t help him.
The guy’s a fucking lunatic,
Yet I want to kiss his every limb,
And keep him.

That vicious smile,
That beautiful half,
That strangely appealing hideousness,
That disgusting, haunting laugh…

I love you.

Author notes

I chose the villain option. Anyone who knows a decent amount concerning the Batman comics or show should be able to follow along and understand.

A HEAVY is a violent, villainous, important person. A whore...well, you know what that is.

This is about a girl who is so drawn in by the villainous way of life that she can't escape it, even though she knows it is terrible.
Written November 7th, 2006

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  • Be My Rushmore
    November 8, 2006
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    Dude. Fucking awesome. I LOVE YOU end of story. THIS WAS SO GREAT YAY!!!!

    Thanks for entering my contest, best of luck to you in it!

    Hannah