Let them sip the poison from her lips. Let there hand shake on her hips. Speaking words they hope she wants to hear. Lick the salt mingling in her tears. Catch the mood before it rises. Slip distrust in, secure it down.. Keep them guessing, so full of surprises. So softely the promises come from her mouth. How little the effert in such words. I'll tell you everything, anything you want to know. And in return once stable walls will come crumbling down. You'll believe anything i tell you now, anything at all. How easy, so pleasing the way the shields fall.. Will you grant me restaint, never one more patient, no on else could possibly wait. A falsehood in demand. A sainthood will be granted just as soon as i understand.. And oh yes illumination is coming near. And oh yes i can still taste her tears. The poison dys on my lips. My hands plunge heavily from her hips.. The words i need to hear, she smiles in her little way. The words i so desperately need to hear. She shakes her head, smiles, says nothing, and dissappears.Birth sign: Sagittarius
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