She wanted her titties to smell like rose Mary and her pussy to be better then Mary Janes and she wanted them to do anything for her like they would do for crystal
Popin pills passin her around like niggas do, cause she was just fuckin available
She don't want love she just want them all to be addicted to her
It was the dick that ran in her family that did something different to her
Only if she knew her intelligence possess more power than her pussy
her breath on the back of their necks could cause them to overdose
But sampling her own product caused her to be addicted to the pussy too craving for the kitty cat couldn't stumble back into reality carrying the disease of death with her
So beware of the beautiful girl named "Mary Jane"
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Mary Jane
PoetryShort poem about a broken girl that's looking for quick satisfaction and love in men
