he dresses in prada, another taboo dies the world knows he's cheating, but he still lies he's effeminate, you know from the way, he will sing and his friends know him, as miss thing (sang) he needs your lovin right now! he wants no part of love for real he just wants your money and for you to kneel and for you to feel and he knows your weakness, your anger and pride even when you found out he still denied it must be that bastard they call darcy dancer you asked him straight out but he still wouldn't answer (sang) he needs your lovin right now!! he can feel it, cummin back again where the cheating goes through from the come he's forcin i can feel it, comming back again somethin that i can't identify then i can feel it... lightning crashes, and his brother worries standing at the window watching the snow flurries till miss thing comes in forgetting to lock the door he's insensitve, says "you look just like a whore" he turns around and walks back out the door looking to whore some more he can feel it, cummin back again when the cheating goes through from the come he's forcin i can feel it coming back again like in my face, hardly hit by the wind i can feel it... i can feel it... (repeat) i can feel it.(closing music)
Reason for writing:
this poem is about a friend of mine and is best read to the song "lightning crashes" by Live.
Birth sign: Aries
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