Stripper Babe

Stripper Babe

A Poem by slayerjay

If I ever fall
I'd rather it be 
from the top of the roof
cause i need a closing moment
my moment of proof
when i look back as I fall
from when i first had to crawl
to fighting, standing tall
top of pole
i'm the rock of the world
i'm the stock of they gold
shining to be sold
share me till i'm old
and tearing from the holes
fill me up with money
honor has no honey
shame and suffering 
are no reasons to be running
who the hell wants to judge
better holla dollar up
you better pay for the feeling
that this is a sad way to living
cant stop ur opinion
this is no union
society is a minion
devils made a billion
so go buy urself a religion

© 2012 slayerjay


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Added on November 8, 2012
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slayerjay
slayerjay

Bangalore, Somewhere, India



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