We Were Martyrs (a.k.a Martyrs )A Poem by mjsalyersShe stood right up in front of me . Turned her back and bendt over asking " do you like what you see ? " I knodded and stood up and pulled her panties down . We were getting it on as we ran the sun down . We were champions of the night . We were loaners by the day . But, once we got started . No one would get in our way .... And we were martyrs . We were martyrs ..... yeah . We were martyred to the passion and martyred to the show . We were martyrs .... We let it all hang out for our destiny . We danced out of our pants by the shore by the sea . The shore swelled up and washed our bodies down . And , we never even cared , who was around . 'Cause , we were stoking to the left . And stroking to the right . We were daring the whole world . As we drew from the night .... And we were martyrs . We were martyrs ..... yeah . We were martyred to the passion and martyred to the show . We were martyrs .... We got right down to sinners , we were nothing like saints . We wrote it all on the wall , I can still smell the paint . I hear she's running down the highway and doing real good . Living her life to it's fullest like a spankin' kitty should . Was it 101 ???? Or somewhere near Belize ???? When I woke without the hunger . So , I sat that girl free .... And we were martyrs . We were martyrs ..... yeah . We were martyred to the passion and martyred to the show . We were martyrs .... © 2016 mjsalyers |
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Added on January 4, 2016 Last Updated on January 4, 2016 AuthormjsalyersPembroke Pines , FLAboutGetting older and though I am greatful to have made it to this stage in life I find myself riddled with disappointments and changes I was never ready for. I am a 39 year old man who is soon to be 40 l.. more..Writing
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