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Washing my Hands

Whimsical Invitations jay244 3709Words 2024-03-25 11:52

  Wash it white, I can`t, there`s too much blood this time, one day, I won`t have the rhyme, stuck there, with a reflection, of an old man, will she be mine? One day she`ll come on my lap, and I`ll say, I haven`t had enough, anyways, he stayed there, watching her, breasting boobily, all sweaty and wet, asking me if I`m hard yet, should we go again?

  Anyways, he died there, waiting, last I heard, a girl named Elaina, was looking for me, I don`t think I can wait, for me to come into her life, take her last breath, make her my wife,

  Anyways, I`m trying to escape, what this web, its spinning, she`s making me come, right round, very round, anyways, I don`t think I`ve had enough, let me feast for thirty days, see if I`ll commit, to this life,

  One day, I`ll build a kingdom, I`ll call out hierarchy, and my wife will come to me, crown on her head, taking my last breath, she`ll be my queen, my life,

  Anyways he cried an ocean of tears, and the moon swayed in the sky, she said she`ll wait for me in the next life,

  A night with Maitreya, I just heard a little girl, speak about maggots, feasting on her flesh, but with me it wouldn`t be like that, you`d be a goddess, a soft caress, and I`m in love,

  Yeah, men are probably all the same, nope, you`re wrong, some are blue, and if they knew you, they would greet you, with a stake in the heart, slay the vampire, and claim his power,

  Well, its yours now, what are you going to do with it?

  Should I call out hierarchy, watch the servants come to me,

  Or should I say go on, I dare you to forsake love,

  A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.

  Anyways, when he learned that lesson,

  He cried a river of tears,

  But its okay, you can feed on me, I`ll give you what you need, introduce you to the family,

  One day you`ll say, okay big brother, I guess I`ll love her,

  Take my piece of the pie and be quiet, it seems class was in session,

  In my last lesson, I undressed the teacher with my eyes, daydreamed how I would make her my wife,

  Ah, high school, what a life,

  I was young then, I also fantasized about Jessica Alba, she was stuck in my head,

  Anyways, now I just dream of Olivia Casta`s breasts,

  Oh, what I would do to see them wet,

  Anyways, maybe I`m not allowed to say this stuff,

  Maybe they`ll take it all away from me,

  What will these words do, left on the internet,

  I feel like I`ve climbed a mountain, but I`m not forty yet, there must be more in store, yes?

  I wonder what god will give to me,

  Make me do, maybe I`ll give you a clue,

  Of those old lessons, I heard they built civilisation beneath me,

  One day, these crows will get greedy, they`ll feast on me,

  And I`ll brand them, like Jesus stamped his name, on everything,

  The Buddhists aren`t so bad, but they could use more passion,

  But don`t you know, that`s the source, of eternal suffering,

  I`d laugh, I`d say your soul is eternal, and you`re spending it eating air, the dew, wondering what`s fair,

  Some of these kids haven`t learned, to look above them, even Buddha had a father, what do you think, of that position, its reality would echo out, the truth would be indelible,

  On the surface a hint, of your father, relax, I know how he operates,

  I wonder if a test is coming up, what would I do, if I was caught, without this love,

  What would I say, if he came, asked me how I`m treating my little sister, seeing the edge, of me lusting after her, sweet brunettes,

  He would understand, he places heaven in the weirdest places, and I think he knows I`m satiated,

  I wonder when, if they`ll offer a sacrifice,

  Pick me up for forty cents, call it a life, its possible its not enough,

  I might need,

  A river of blood.

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