Mr. Oh Mr.A Poem by HappyAccidentA prostitutes song if you will.I thought about it sitting in class one last week.A twisted love story.
Pretty eyes lure him in, entrancing his mind with thoughts of their sin
Follow me she says. Mr. what is your name? I am the one you desire. Mr. you put your women to shame Mr. Passion is built and you say you want the Eiffel Tower Give me your day and I’ll turn it into ours The sweet smell of love intoxicating aroma Mr. Love is an effort I wish not to put forward Energy is all .I don‘t want better or worse Make you fall for me, the making of a tragedy Mr. I can’t tell you how long this game will last Won’t ask you to trust me because trust runs fast But I’m asking you Mr. what your name is? When your heart finally shatters I will not take the blame © 2010 HappyAccidentAuthor's Note
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Added on September 19, 2010Last Updated on September 19, 2010 AuthorHappyAccidentVirginia Beach, VAAboutI like to think that I contribute to society in my own special way.I shower daily,deliver witty blog post (when I feel like it) and recycle .You could call me a loner...well because everyone else does.. more..Writing
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