Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
So black, no silver
She throws her vigor
To kill my will.
Shenanigans ensue,
Her evil peels
Back the calm and
Poisons the good.
Suffering from
Lassitude, I crawl
To heaven as hell
Grasps my leg.
Such an orgasm
Of assault, percolating
Into my mind.
Till I am her.
Her masterliness crippling.
I pull back so weak.
Softened by her envy,
I walk away from
Indentured servitude.
A friendship so black,
Has no room for silver.
8-30-10
To kill my will.
Shenanigans ensue,
Her evil peels
Back the calm and
Poisons the good.
Suffering from
Lassitude, I crawl
To heaven as hell
Grasps my leg.
Such an orgasm
Of assault, percolating
Into my mind.
Till I am her.
Her masterliness crippling.
I pull back so weak.
Softened by her envy,
I walk away from
Indentured servitude.
A friendship so black,
Has no room for silver.
8-30-10
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So black, no silver
So black, no silver