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Look into my eyes
Green with a hint of blue
Yes they are real
Yes that is true
The ring shows something more
The fact it is beautiful
Is something scary instore

Your creepy girl
Your Goddess
Your drug
Your cure

Look into my eyes
What do you see?
Besides the color of my eyes
Besides the hues
Besides the highness of the skies
Besides the taste of bliss
Besides love
Besides lust

Your creepy girl
Your Goddess
Your drug
Your cure
Look into my eyes deep
See it? the monster
That will eat that wicked heart of yours ?

I walk with confidence and turn it inwards for myself
Not some thin thing to put on a shelf
I am plus sized and okay with the way I feel
I move and sway because I am real
My skin is soft and touched by the sun ever so lightly
Lips kissed with a tint, and eyes darkened delightfully
War paint on right
Women don’t like me why fight?
Magical
Mystical
They look at me and wonder what I have that they don’t
I look at them for it is the stuff they do that I wont
I walk the path no one realizes
Women look at me jealous with their depises
I smile and men of all kinds follow me to the core
I get into a cab and they shower with me gifts and adore
I am safe with my music in my ears and window watch the world go by
I get out of the cab and I walk by and there she goes oh my
I have no problem with giving a presence of a child of God for I am
I know I am a daughter of I am that I am

In the darkness there is always something darker
I am darker than my demons
I am cut deeper than my bones
I have flesh that has many scars
I walk with the living, but I am not
But I don’t exist in the world you live
I can serenade your pain
I can make you enjoy the scars you have
I can show the beauty in the darkness
But don’t ask me to tell you how to live in it
I have been living this way too long to remember
I lay on my grave knowing this world
Dancing with the darkness and shadows of trees
Listening to the wind and song of stars and moon
I don’t know how to do anything your way
Don’t ask me to be something I am not
In the darkness there is always something darker
My heart is a monster, that’s why my ribs are a cage
look into my eyes and see
the real me

Home
Where they say love is supposed to be
Where your parents are supposed to protect you and as a child you are set free
A home is just a fable
A home is supposed to be stable
When all you know is anger and hate
What is this thing you call love and fate?
Walking here and there
Searching for something that isn’t here
They say it is with family, but I can barely breathe the air
They say love is in the home, and they care
What fairy tale is that?
A home where there is love and a world of peace what a hallucination
Better say it is something like a delusion or allocation
Looks at a house with a white picket fence and cat
Something one could crave, but really where is that at?
A home
Just something in a fable

Once upon a time
Your heart was just filled with pride and now it is more of greed
Once upon a time you would just lie and not steal
Pig, pig
What are you doing here?
Pig, pig
Even with all my pain, you can never stop me there
Here piggy, pig
Come here let me play with you once again
Your body filled of anger, disease, and pain
Here piggy, pig
Let me blow that house down so you can see
That I don’t give a shi- what you say of me
Big bad wolf is here to stay
Here to huff and puff and blow your little house down
Go ahead and whore around town
Pig,pig wont you let me in?
(tilts head) let me show you how one wolf wins..

Bites the head off the head of the pig

Blondes have their fun
Brunettes do it better
But red heads, we are the ones that stir up the trouble
We are the ones that burst your bubble
auburn
cinnamon
deep red
real red
Just look at us and you know you are going to die
That or if you catch us off guard you might cry
It is in our eyes that we say it all
Does not matter if you are a different size or tall
We can be Jessica Rabbit to the cinnamon girl
But we will make your world unfurl
For us, into our world
We are free at heart
We set a blaze to desire from far apart
Blondes have their fun
Brunettes do it better
But red heads, we are the ones that stir it up and make the most trouble
We are the ones that will burst your bubble.

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ShaqraHelel
23:07 May 22 2018

Whoop.

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