Plain Jane
No wearing a uniform, no selling beauty products, nor knocking on anymore doors.
Wanting to wash dishes for a temporary or fulltime job is not insane. I'm just a plain
Jane.
Burgers and fries. Tater tots. What is new? What is not? My ultimate desires are
little.
Curiosity sometimes runs amuck.
Don't continue to make the situation worse by causing yourself to get stranded or
stuck.
You're an ice king and selfish in the sack.
With a heart like an onyx of the deepest black. What are your thoughts, honey?
People say that seeing people's struggles in life to you is a joy.
That small part of you must harbor a miserable little boy.
A little birdie told me a secret about you not so far in the distant past.
Part of it is being bereft of cash.
The crow-like one said that once you're done with all the damage, what's left of the
existence from everything else will be nothing but ash.
Copyright © King-Galaxius Stravinsky | Year Posted 2011
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