July the twenty-third, two thousand and twelve. afternoon
Playing: Tweet “Always Will”
She was always so sweet, tooth-breaking sweet.
Watery, and soft.
A feeler who felt.
Flowing and increasing,
increasing tears, increasing scars.
She fought the ugly of the scars with a wide-mouthed smile, sweeping dust from her tomb.
Looking around, she was alone.
luring eyes towards her.
A sigh escapes her lips.
It tastes rough.
Yeah, a rough-tasting sigh, where too many words linger to be said, a sigh that turns you into a zombie
Eyes-locked cuz you are trying not to feel.
But, that’s what you do, Feeler!
And you know it best, the backs of your hands have wiped many tears.
She need some sort of conclusion?
A person has limits, you know,
Points when enough is more than enough
Points of flagrant anger, fiery anger
Cuz you took sugar and added salt,
Added salt til sugar was salt
And now, no one can tell the difference.
Yeah, she was tooth-breaking sweet………….
I knew she wasn’t finna answer, after that last ring
The way it rang told me that.
But I love her from the midnight black of her hair to the shine of her eyes.
Melting: The Remix Pt. II
Voluptuous….I really couldn’t even imagine eating all the food it takes to be
voluptuous but he say he don’t want nobody other than…..size extra small n he
love her, man cuz her soul so tall Victoria catalogue 95 Volvo she be ridin
y’all, don’t serve her no meat naw not at all more like strawberries n
cherries tale of a fairy say his seed she can carry smile indeed legendary don’t
u leave it’d be scary Like Candyman meets Friday the 13th oh n did I tell u she
was tooth breaking sweet? Just like lions eat good off of Christians in dens She
got enemies that pretend to be friends ones like the Romans that threw em in but
her character remain erect like Ausar and Aset High she step peace em up say