Skin on pure and virgin skin
She senses him within a mile
Fight the memories within
She's having fun, look - there's a smile
They wonder why she's oh so quick
When playfully they fake a hit
His advances make her sick
Telling him that he should quit
Yet he will mock
And he will jest
She tries to block
And he - infest
His hands go here
And hands go there
They go too near
He doesn't care
He roams her field, he steals her crop
But he won't listen-
He
Won't
Stop.
Quote is from the song 'Coma White' by Marilyn Manson
ESTÁS LEYENDO
I Think We're Doomed
PoetryA bunch of poems I wrote. Pictures include quotes from the songs I listen to and some of my drawings. Cut off my wing and come lock me up Just pull the plank yeah I've had enough Tear me to pieces, sell me for parts You're all vampires so here You...
