I feel like reposting this to get feedback since i changed a good bit of it. NOW FEEDBACK ME. and jerk me off....please???
And everyime I think of you
my Spirit breaks
my heart aches
my body shakes
Youre a taste of a chemical burn on my toungue
A private gratification a social masturbation
Now my virgin Madonnas
nothing but a harlot primadonna
a ragdoll hanging from the ceiling
Backhole mouth warns of caveat ordinations
Ground my teeth and Stitched my wrists
While she remarked with a trench mouth kiss
confined to blackflip into a field of shattered glass
To reach this tiny itch upon my back
Use a shard to tear the scabs from my eyes
Render unto me the skin off my arms
I want to feel Mothers breath on my face
Curl into the shadows of my Fathers grace
Chewing my hand I spit up again
Expell anyone in this temple
Your all just not welcome within
Stay off the dust of the crumpled foundation
Version point two of the cranial design
Eat one more slice of the spoiled lime
Take my hand to join this masquerade
Dance upon the dead into oblivion
His silver rod crashed in my jaw
Frothing blood shocked the show
God buried himself inside my head
I became one with Him but hes dead
Isnt this how you liked me
Knees broke against the bed post
A worn confidence expunged on the dirty floor
Ive smashed my face on one last bathroom tile
But its alright, its okay
I never had much to say
And theres nobody, no one
To hold this broken son
So its farewell, goodbye
I didnt want you to see me cry
Believe this dream only when we are all asleep
And everyime I think of you
my Spirit breaks
my heart aches
my body shakes
Youre a taste of a chemical burn on my toungue
A private gratification a social masturbation
Now my virgin Madonnas
nothing but a harlot primadonna
a ragdoll hanging from the ceiling
Backhole mouth warns of caveat ordinations
Ground my teeth and Stitched my wrists
While she remarked with a trench mouth kiss
confined to blackflip into a field of shattered glass
To reach this tiny itch upon my back
Use a shard to tear the scabs from my eyes
Render unto me the skin off my arms
I want to feel Mothers breath on my face
Curl into the shadows of my Fathers grace
Chewing my hand I spit up again
Expell anyone in this temple
Your all just not welcome within
Stay off the dust of the crumpled foundation
Version point two of the cranial design
Eat one more slice of the spoiled lime
Take my hand to join this masquerade
Dance upon the dead into oblivion
His silver rod crashed in my jaw
Frothing blood shocked the show
God buried himself inside my head
I became one with Him but hes dead
Isnt this how you liked me
Knees broke against the bed post
A worn confidence expunged on the dirty floor
Ive smashed my face on one last bathroom tile
But its alright, its okay
I never had much to say
And theres nobody, no one
To hold this broken son
So its farewell, goodbye
I didnt want you to see me cry
Believe this dream only when we are all asleep
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marionette:
Thanks for the support 
bebe:
very evocative, BTW...thanks for being so talented! It entertains me...i want to be a harlot primadonna! or is that bad?