Vamperic Truesisms of a Female God
Floating aimlessly in the abyss
Why does it have to digest so slow
Maybe I should have severed
The silver cord
That would have really pissed her off
And hell hath no fury
She is content to let me flirt
With what I want
But not content to let me have it
Instead she lets me waste here
Nagging in my ear the whole time
If god was sensible
By that I mean a man
He would have left detailed instruction
With a few helpful pictures
But no
Have to figure it all by yourself
The only way she will let you
Validate your love of her
I only came here because
I realized nothing mattered
Maybe that is just what I told myself
People who really don’t care
don’t go around saying
They don’t care
I will do what I always do
Twist it in onto itself
If nothing matters
It won’t matter if I try again
So I will leave the sanctity
Of the abyss
And find my body once more
And try to make her happy
if no other reason
then to get er to shut up
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Nate D. | Year Posted 2010
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