The Iron W***eA Poem by E.j.aka.Hannahanother song.The world is a w***e and the sky is a pimp, Hes losing the war, Im a thinker, not a wisher, I think the mind wins the debate, If its the last thing I do.
Im far too eager to win the prize, Jealousy is my mistress with an iron hand I think Im caving from your stress The Great One told me, Keep him in line.
Im falling far behind, read my mind be my precious pyschic sickness Im gonna turn the world on its heels if its the last thing I do.
Its so funny when your sad, shes only 65, and with the cigarrette smile she is a crafty temptress drenched in perfume and sexual viles Oh Ill be her, If its the last thing I do.
But I really dont mind, I just want to be your kind, The evil good doers, the dear rebellers, Oh Ill be one of you, If its the last thing I do.
Oh but Im far too eager to win the prize jealousy is my mistress with an iron hand I think Im caving from your stress The Great One told me, Keep him in line.
Im only human, The hostage sings a lazy call, I just wanted to know it all, Knowledge kills the honest man.
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1 Review Added on November 12, 2009 AuthorE.j.aka.HannahChipley, FLAboutName:EJ Occupation: Artist & Wandering Soul Info: Im quiet, funny, independant, loyal, & honest. Nothing else is needed to be said. more..Writing
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