![]() Box of pillsA Poem by Stam
Blue jeans box of pills and a pocket full of dust
Headed out into the dark night looking for some lust Armed with a dangerous smile and a poisonous tongue You looked into my eyes now the subduction has begun With a smell of fear and wild crazy light Your body is going to be full of curiosity you won't want to fight So You let yourself go and bleed into me It's going to blow your mind the things that you see Voodoo dolls and scary men Pins as weapons where mine is my pen The anticipation of the tingling of your skin What we are going to do now am sure is a sin So lie on the bed and let your thoughts free As this is the only place you will ever want to be © 2012 Stam |
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Added on July 5, 2012 Last Updated on July 5, 2012 Author |