Wednesday, January 7, 2009

& yet.








She’s used to be used, she’s never bored because she’s never boring. Shorty, she’s a 10.
She made the front page, She’s got her name in the papers on the backside. She’s double timing, a two-timed, tag team. She’s a dream girl, a succulent creature. She’s kutt. She’s a cunt. She’s a whore that has yet to be treated, She’s diseased, so they say. She’s filth, rotting, hole of a whole. She’s whole hearted, she’s well-willed, a mature nature breather, breathing. She’s fire breath, a dragon lady, She’s a screaming lunatic of natural behavior. She’s crying obscenities. She’s couth, she’s sophisticated, she’s violently driven. She’s untrustworthy, She’s the best friend. She’s pretty enough, She’s star struck, She’s stricken.
She’s dying, she’s death, she’s dead.
She’s sex.

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