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Refuse My Offer

Sinking in sweltering fire  Angst rooting me to the spot  This denial-- feeding the liar  I swim in no emotion...much like a robot Drunk by the flooded regret  Many the times you refuse my offer  All the time you refuse it, it forms a flood; masked with a tidal suicide Your hoarse whispers refusing my cries Wanting the best of my anger  Afflicting bafflement and torture To a headstrong form You wicked witch,  You could never burn, can you? Sweep me to your wicked plans  Gaining witchcraft to burn out our limits  Your encompassed spells makes us endure to your power Your melting desire-- a sour, Despicable sense of pride in your presence Devours the paralyzing thoughts materializing into evil paradise  You wicked witch,  Could you ever burn, you cruel elder? Your on the other side, Tripping on eruptive highways  Led astray by the senseless tide  Materializing into erupting paradise  Catch me in your web;  get out of your corner, killer spider  Drooling acidic lies on the pavement  Led astray by fetching fatality in your entangled snare  You already agreed to refuse my offer  Uncooperative in your  bogus decisions  I gave up persuading you to go the opposite direction But your bogus arguments Take advantage of my offer And shriveled it in its denser reasonings I'm a flaw to your  sun-drenched heart  I want to be apart of your belongings  Tell me I'm not  rotting in denial You already agreed to refuse my offer  Uncooperative in your  stranger decisions  Your amusing, foolish girl You have a giving heart But yet you'll refuse my blissful offer Mock my presence, foolish women Remain a rueful scoffer

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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