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Out Her


Looked into her speckled eyes and saw through all her speckled lies bent her knees and gave into lust it was her you’d then mistrust Something… bet you wish you knew Don’t look sad it’s her she tortures When it’s calm she lights the torches Devoured her and gave no shame Called her by no other name Just a kiss to stir her sleep Soon gave bitter tears to reap Searching her for what she’s not Left her skin burning so hot Plotted out a rocky hill All the sacred secrets spilled Pushing round to dire place Shaking her smacking her face What’s wrong with a little flavor Was it not that you so savored Gave the words she so required “she’s hardly someone most admired”


Created on ... July 21, 2004