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This is an older poem... could use a rework and touch up.


Submitted:Jun 7, 2012    Reads: 2    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


In the eyes of the maker. With the eyes of a taker. In the eyes of Billy Bob. The mother fucking hater. In the eyes of the her Savior. With the eyes of a taker. Jezebel says that Billy bobs a faker.
BUT YOU SAID YOU WANTED ME BAD
BUT YOU SAID YOU WANTED IT BAD
YOU SAID YOU WANTED IT RIGHT
ITS NOT GONNA HAPPEN THAT WAY TONIGHT
Go,go,go till she screams no more
Go,go,go till there's no more to go

In the mind a madness is wallowing. A razor blade not for swallowing. A weak man pushed until his end. And the councilors wont defend. HER SAVIOR BETRAYED HER
SWALLOWED BY THE HOLLOWNESS OF HIS MIND
YOU BERATE HER AND RAPE HER
HERE IS YOUR JUSTICE SO UNDEVINE
So go, go, go until there's no more to go
Go, go, go, so reap now what you sow
WITH THE EYES OF THE MAKER
AND THE MIND OF A TAKER
IN THE EYES OF BILLYBOB
JEZEBEL SEEMS SO FUCKING FRAIL




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