kriss

"Why drink the water
from my hand?
Contagious as you think I am
Just tilt my sun towards
your domain.
Your cup runneth over again.

Don't scream about
Don't think aloud
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Don't worry about
Don't speak of doubt
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out

Why follow me to higher ground?
Lost as you swear I am.
Don't throw away your basic needs,
Ambiance and vanity.

December promise you gave unto me
December whispers of treachery
December clouds are now covering me
December songs no longer I sing Collective Soul

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Ever wonder what would be our driving force if sex did not sell?

Scary thought.

I have shocked more people then I am proud to admit. What is the deal, is being an Erotic writer with an open mind so wrong. I am one opinionated Bitch, and for that I make no apologies. But honestly it does get old watching their faces go from shock to concern.
I say FUCK OFF if you do not like what I invent.

Some must, because I am NOT lonely!



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KRISS