Give me something I can feel
So that I know Love is real…
Living in my world of numbness
and night,
Sometimes i wonder if I'll ever see
the light.
Wish as I may
Wish as I might
I can't unwish
What has already been granted,
despite my fight.
And I can't care
Cuz I'll care too much.
And I'm pretty certain you won't feel
The explanation in my touch.
Give me something i can feel.
Cupid shot an arrow straight from my heart
I was just looking for a brand new start,
but the arrow flew too long
it's all gone terribly wrong...
I'm being "hit on" by some guy named Bart!
PET this pretty kitty,monster
oh, WET is progress-pink disease
of love,my victims(like when i break
your heart i won’t deny it all
so we suffer the Bigness of your
LITTLEST pelvic region
so unwish a world of pity flesh
and my need for guidance is so much
like-more the world born–pity my
poor flesh(i “hyper-magical beauty”)kitty
so WET and in need of a good petting hand
and two eyes upon
my ever unwished words(never save me
from these evil deeds of desire)ugh,
ultra-omnipotence makes me hot and with
a hell to pay the angels say,”what the
devil needs to know I always seem
to suffer myself;”
so pet this pretty kitty,monster
yeah, a wet progress-pink disease o’love
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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