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#heinz. Let me free, let me fly, let me soar. Stretch my wings like I've never done before. Let me go so I can look into your eyes. Let me forget the thousand tears I've cried.
So, what’s this here. A party I see, how fun, what pleasure, how happy we could be. But wait, wait a minute, now let me see....... There’s a Matriarch on the loose and she’s aiming her lies - at me.
~*/Chapter II\*~ >~Surname: May~< April watched for only a brief second as the bus trundled away before she turned and headed towards the grand mansion at the end of the long driveway.
She will always be the queen, truer. She's a true royal, and she's no Meryl Streep. She will always be your true ruler. You can tell by the company she keeps. A true king stands by her side, truly.
Glad I'm not king. The crown is to heavy. I struggle where I am. I also fear it tainted. People that have reached for it. Became ugly. Twisted. And hurtful. It makes u do thing.
Waves to everyone and I hope that you are all well....I'm Silv and as of recently I have been discovering more stuff about myself since I joined the scene shall we say (if you know me you will...
Close your legs Engage your brain Love and lust Are not the same Treat 'em mean Is all you'll get Not so keen To tell all yet He LOVES me I know it's true 36DD Just for you Silicone pain...
*Strong Language* Who the fuck d'you think you are Touching up my ass. Your Gucci suit and DB9 Don't mean you're born with class I guess you thought all of that would impress me.
You said it's nice to meet you. I said thanks. You said how are you. I said fine. You grinned and winked at me. I flushed red. You said I like your hair, I said thanks.
Chapter 6 I put my hand on his stomach to stop him. "What?" he said, but I covered his mouth before he could say anything else.
She stood at his grave while her fellow warriors crossed another number from the list. ..There was another fireside feast that night. 'Cause moon was full and bright.
Trying to explain another word I just learnt through poetry, a bit darker this one though.
You pull my strings, Expect to dance, How can this, Be called romance. A guided toy, Who's there to serve, A mindless pet. You have some nerve.
You're so sly, Don't even try. You think you've got a hold, If I ever find out my story was told.
Look and stare. Take on the dare. Placed your bets. Harder as it gets. I get my kicks. You get your licks. Everybody is a winner. Even the repeated sinner. Clock runs over. Times running out.
I bow my head in patience, fear, At my mistress' feet Information now imparted About their little meet.
The first blood drawn, as I take a massive blow. Counter attack, shoot through the heart. At this point all is for show, and next up, I'll blow them apart.
A pound of flesh for your pleasure, bite down harder for my pain. This morbid, sensual treasure, a knife blade from insane. The beatings and the bruises, a reminder of the hurt.
Tie me up and drag me out. I am your needy dog. Tie my collar in front of the croud. Tie the leash, and drag your dog out. When you're done pushing me around, Let me take you out, and strip you down.
There was drama in the fryer. There were fryers in the drama. The drama had it's liars. The liars had their drama. The drama wanted to dance. The drama had its fair chance.
So cold and so alone, Perched upon my throne. No one to relate to now, Nobody to tell me how. The crowned king of nowhere, And my people do not care. Though on my throne I sit, I'm ruling over shit.
I saw you, the dark damsel in distress, I came riding in, and cleaned up your mess. High on my donkey, flying on clouds. Your rescuing doctor, here to arouse.
Today was the day you could have saved me. But to this day my captor still enslaves me. Bounded by leather whips and metal chains, Turned on by all the lashings, beatings & pains.
It's a game, this thing we do, Where we're more than friends, Less than lovers, Who knows these days. The line has become so blurred, Hard to judge, Where one roll of the dice begins, And another...