Monday, April 30, 2012

Queen B falls

I am death in its arrays
I am dark I am gloomy
I am seductive
I tease the doubts of many youths
Bringing out the side i know
So well I take the hands of 'em
n familiarize the weapon
knife i slit n cut the wrist
of little troubled minds
I twist n turn their logic
n trap them in this little jail
i close their hearts to anything else
n the noose they'll find without my help 

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