Friday, September 14, 2012

Filthy 9/14/2012

What the fuck is wrong with you?
Where do you get off?
Thinking that I exist
Only to let you get your rocks off

The path to my heart
Doesn't begin in my pussy
It starts a lot higher up
But you weren't looking for my heart
Were you?

I've heard it said
Time and again
That I'm nothing but a filthy slut
Because you don't see the rage
I bury deep down

It's people like you
That make me laugh
You think you're something, someone unique
Like you're an unforgettable piece yourself
But you can't fuck your way out

But here's the change up

I am a filthy bitch
But not the way you think
I can let you have your pleasure
But I'd rather bring you pain

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