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Click hereLeave your dead on my doorstep
And I'll wrap them up tight
There's no suffocation if you don't breathe
And I'm lonely again tonight
They'll lay there, so cold
Lifeless limbs held aloft
'Round my frame, stiff as them
'Round my neck, the skin soft
And they'll break just like I do
So fragile these bones
Muscle surrounding them
Useless blood left alone
Seeping from every pore
In their pretty, painted flesh
Will it rot just like I did?
Will it also plead, and beg?
Leave your dead on my doorstep
And I'll wrap them up tight
'Cause their company's better
Than yours was tonight.
Ok, W.T.F. are you people talking about? Phone sex? Mr. Porter? WHAT THE HELL?! If you're going to leave a comment on something I wrote AT LEAST make sense. Most people *do* know how to form a coherant sentence. Obviously you people didn't. Thank you Syndra Lynn for posting a comment that at least made some sort of sense. lol
poem I've ever read, but I liked it and the feelings were reflected well. What I really don't get are the comments. What's up with that?
Great effort
Ooh, so the sex is good. Don't even think about me. Do I really have to be there for it to be good. I want to get better shitheads.
stop fucking on the phone. How good can it be? Just do it yourself.
ooh, so the sex is good. Don't even think about me. Do I really have to be there for it to be good. I want to get better shitheads.
stop fucking on the phone. How good can it be? Just do it yourself.
Hey Mr. Porter, what's your problem? Can't you write about happy things instead of evil. I really don't care what they do anymore. Leave me out of it. So, you'll have to get your creative energy from something else. It's sad you night people have to think such morose thoughts, don't you ever have anything positive to think about instead of putting people down - scorpios. Your life so sad you have to put someone else down to make yourself feel better, same goes for Brendel. Alan fucked up. Well, Stephen, you have fucked up lips. Where is your positive energy? Do you have any? Alan, find a different sign to jerk off with.