I enjoyed it.
The look on your face was priceless-
Mouth opened, gibberish;
Embarrassed.
You look to your right, to your left-
Wondering whos watching,
What eyes are turning;
You always have been so; self; consumed.
Like that time we went shopping,
You didn’t think I noticed but
When you were trying on that black shirt,
Brushing your hair back, and admiring yourself in the mirror,
I knew you were a little bitch.
I fucked you anyway,
Whoops.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
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my jaw, it aches, from laughing
ReplyDeleteat you, you creep me out, blue blue blue
i know you
feelin blue
wishing you were red
but your just as blue as those sheets
and those walls... literally.
you,
ReplyDeleteyou follow me around,
repeating my words,
i've
never
been
so
FLATTE(RED)!!!!!
Coming from The Real Sasha,
ReplyDeleteIf your going to post a supposedly character-assaulting poem, you might want to actually know something about the person to pseudo-insult them, and maybe do some grammar work, because this sounds like a barely literate 12 year old's angsty ranting about nonsense.
LITERALLY!