Look at your reality
Hold on tight
This starts as a consequence
To your heart
I want you out
Can i pull the trigger
Please
I promise this will hurt
Me more
Chats the fucking truth
Pasteurize your teeth
This is more then an upset
This is reality
She's your slut
When you said its all done
I'll cry
Finish quick there's a noise
What is the fuck
Point at the blackboard
Tell your teachers
About your fantasy
She'll ask you to stay
After class
For her special assignment
It took place on the desk
In all reality
She's your favorite slut
Only yes and maybe butt
More then a secret
Ask me about it
Where did this come from?
Can we start over?
Maybe I'm being to fucking revealing
Now take a factoid
And a toilet
Cut you out with this knife
And gag on this red ball
Fold on tight to the reins
Feels good
But better with a fucking whip
Wearing the neck tie
This is a black and white event
Baby what's that stench
What's the use of skin
Can I peel it away
Kill me
Rape me
Help me
Help me
Help ME
Ah just fuck me
Baby baby baby
Scream!!!!
This isn't right for even me?
So don't tell
Go tell your mother
Don't tell
Go tell
Your not my girlfriend
Oh my fuck kill her
Strike her down
I found a nice hole
In the woods
Or under the creek
I wanna pull the trigger
But wait its your turn
This is twenty-three going on four
This land is over stenched
Rotting corpses
Smell to sick
Mother taught us well
All about sex appeal
Why not
After all she was a whore
Lets hold on to trust
Your more then a fucking upset to me?
My beautiful mutilated body...Don't you love reality
Author notes
Say "cheese" is an instruction used by photographers who are having difficulty getting their subject to smile. By saying "cheese", most people form their mouths into what appears to be a smile-like shape. Additionally, the absurdity of saying "cheese" for no apparent reason can incite glee in some people.
-wikipedia
Comments
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you seem to be interested in the dissection of soul. the poem is pretty penetrating



