Poetography

By Similarinterest

The Underwear Drawer.

So today I spent just under 40 pounds on underwear, I also bought a couple of shirts, some CD's for my friend's birthday, and a cat poster. Hm. Crazy cat lady stage is coming.. I Miss Batman.

Robin's lonely. Nightmares n'shit. No fun.

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Your eyes of leather, worn.
Lips of lace, brittle, torn.
Hips that sway, we toss and turn
in beds, not ours, we'll never learn.

Dress up, in your finest lies,
loosen all those corset ties,
Tug your stocking up your leg,
Your only moral, "Never Beg".

Strewn across a borrowed floor,
find your clothes, and find the door,
You left your bra inside her bed,
Fear had turned your lips to lead.

Whisper, quiet, a voice is low,
it's morning now, it's time to go.





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