Host
goddamn parasite
a single bite
a lovers fight
and i just might
leave you alone
without a home
on earth to roam
a lonely groan
orgasmic lust
it is a must
left in the dust
a pretty crust
but the bread within
is filled with sin
and where youve been
a stupid grin
dont think im dumb
i bite my thumb
and never a crumb
shall hit your tongue
cuz i am through
and yes with you
youre never true
but stuck like glue.
Copyright © Charlie Murder | Year Posted 2013
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