Sunday, March 8, 2009

Purse Candy

Something so sweet,
but not so indeed
with the coarse cry
of what he planted with his seed

Heres my, suspcious smile
you've dropped cold
these tears in a vile
she's becoming infected
by your pretencious intentions
her hazel eyes no direction

It's all wrapped inside
a taste you cannot hide
purse candy
stale leather cheap perfume
this should not be consumed
purse candy

This will rot your mouth
let all aversion get out
our elbows are numb
speaking for you and on your account

Here tie up your shoes
get rid this verbal abuse
no cure for dry eyes is tears
lose did he on one loose fuse

It's all wrapped up inside
a taste you cannot hide
purse candy
stale leather cheap perfume
purse candy

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