![]() CurbedA Poem by VileMaybe I without seeing here, can give in to you, so watch me--be just like you; and kneading, big surprise... I could if you give into me so I can feel like you. Sure I--cure like you, if you feed it through with both hands it makes it much sweeter-- oh, big surprise... Now scratch my sky, white pony, so I can grow right in you--just to tease myself; wouldn't kill the grain, this gift of mine...
See I--can be just like you, a stranded grudge, oh, I can fit my eyes ...if you fixate on me; and f**k like you. Cute poison, yes you are-- seems too clear. Cute poison, ingest, no fear, make me fly. Now I, can give in to you and break your pose if it fits my eye. Looks like--you're kneading your jar, this vial can't crawl down-- Cute poison, you're still a deathblow giving a new star for my vase for me to sleep weak. © 2015 VileReviews
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