Cradling the thought, your immature ways
Imprisoning your mind with poisoned lasting days
Deathly cornered in your uncontrolled casting glares
Whimsical, Magical, Murdering stares

Longing heartless, Ah, Your perfect smile
Your scent so sedating yet you are so vile
Insignificant flaunts such you cast upon me
Owning your apathetic gaze, perception is deadly

Show your insensated blackened lies
Purge them from your soul that always defies
Your pathetic plies, fucking open your sex desired eyes
The crowning will arrive and I will surpass you and survive

By Mahlyssa
April 26, '99
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