restlesseagle15 said:uh. Charming, perverse psychopaths😉—the absolute worst kind.
"I see 'Sir' that I have your attention"😉
I'll whisper the lies of dozen goodbye's
Secrets of worst, that follow with thirst
Ones of which your thoughts are hung
But those you can not reach by tongue
You say that it's sick n' charming
The way my echoes are alarming
Those of Your
I can cut you open with a feather
bleed n' dress for you in leather
Tear your milk white armored skin
Fill your swollen sultry lips with sin
But in the end we'll leave it all to rest
Heart is what lies beneath the breast
And blood running steadfast n' warm
Words go crazy, without even warn
You rapidly move in my mind's eye
As dream to catch in desperate try
Wonder do you like the psycho boy
Or you prefer, your nameless toy 😛
*to a
Tart with a Heart
😁