Hurt My Darling
Tell me if it is true,
She too has a heart that can hurt
Hurt her for me, Hurt that girl
And I will saunter to soothe her
But don’t harm her, it hurts
I need my first words felt in the heat
My fountain spilling ink in her heart
Hurt her heart
My eyes run into hers, I surrender
My courage deems, yet I solder
Stare back and scare
Yet I mean to be man, this girl
I care, I swear, and there
I lose it, hurt; I want her to listen
Our souls echo; hearts beat and eyes mate
Hurt that girl
Tell her the drunken spit
Hair like half a tooth brush
Skin like a porcupine, come on
Hog, bad bacon
A bother, why bother?
Call her hyena’s canine
Kin of the warthog, imbalanced buttock
Go, hurt her ego and go
Yes, I know, I kowtow
Her silk, sweet hair, I blush in layers
Her skin is keen, no pin,
I dare not listen to her, she pinches
She’s baby, that girl is lucky
Sweet goodness, tell her for me I’m on the way
To tell her for you, Sweet girl
You made her for me!
But I have no way
Hurt that girl, I’m on my way
Hurt my darling.
Contest type: Genius or criminal
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