Keep your dirty hands off me, whore!
Im going to keep it a secret that you leave me wanting more.
Up from the gutter your a glitzy sewer rat!
But your lips taste too much like sunshine for me to hate you like that.
I'll spit in your face while im wearing my tie...
but at night when im shirtless, im your horse to ride.
My family must never know of this red light district side of me.
For if they do then im sorry darling, you'll be the one to bleed.
I dont understand how your glitter and glam could have hit me so hard.
I mean after all your just a quick lay I can pay and discard.
Author notes
Dear Amanda,
Thanks for awesome titles!
A contest entry
- TITLES!!! by AutumnsFlame.
1142 points, ended June 5, 2008, 27 entries
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I think your lines are somewhat too long and you should've split them up somehow. Secondly, the flow of the poem could've been better. Thank you for entering my contest.
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