Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Untitled - 11/19/09

i guess it's a talent of mine
knowing what it is people want me to say
and i guess it's just a habit now
once i sense a preference, i have to obey
i can be the one you love
if that's all i have to say
i can be that girl you fuck
like acting cool will make it ok
like forcing an action
could create the feeling
like reading the lines
will provide the meaning
i just need someone
to rub my belly
and scratch my back
read me a story
draw me a bath
cause I'm tired of
figuring out how I feel
so soap me up,
dry me off
and cook me a hot meal

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