Tuesday, September 14, 2010

White Dress.

I'm all showered and clean,
ready for you to dirty me up.
I've fixed myself up so nice this time,
ready for you to break me.

I have such potential;
delicate ribs and a pretty smile.
You all cut my hands off at the wrists
putting me on a tether.

Take loneliness and my lips
and drown them deep inside you.
You're just like the other boys,
you drank too much of me.

No comments:

Post a Comment