The bullshit
You spit
In my ear
Camouflaged as
Sincere feelings
Travel over my brain waves
Discarded
And filtered down
Still in complete sentences
To my heart
Heartbeat accelerates
As my love organ
Attempts to process
The bullshit
But can't...
So it continues
To pass through
My system
Only to find itself
Exiting from the rear
Because the toilet
Is the only thing
That has room for
The bullshit
That you spit.
fin.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
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*snaps* real talk...i love it
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