Thinking with her booty
And not her head
Is to the brain, what the heart said
By now
I'm almost dead
Is what the heart
To the brain
Said
The loud trains whiz by her head so fast she can't think
So in her bed
Is where men sink
Stop! stop!
Someone call the cops!
There's been a homicide!
Her self-reflection was just shot dead
Were there any witnesses?
Well, it was just witnessed by her
Two kids
Infection
Misconception
Don't step on the cracks
Or you'll fall through the surface of society
Fellas why can't you hol dback your erections?
She challenges to kiss
Thinking if she does
It will strike her trust
And her heart miss
Is to the brain
What the heart said
But hidden hearts are found by anubis
So burn the golden fleece once it's found
And let drunken sailors pee on your grave
In a wasteland walking past random clumps of hell
Don't drink anger
And kill the theif whose stolen me
Is to the brain
What the heart said
Because there's something to be said
When I die of starvation...
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