She didnt tell me that she liked her little boys. I wasnt angry cos i didnt hav a choice. Had i had a choice; i was too horny for her voice.
she was seducing me with a tiny little gleam, deep inside her dark brown eyes but to me it passed unseen, had i had a choice; i would have saved myself, had i wondered; wondered where she was taking me
never before had the waterfall stopped falling, never in history was the cliff top so unseen. And the sea goes on from horizon to horizon; i pass by in my black ship with sails torn and ripped to shreds.
disguised; protected beneath a veneer of broken flesh. Lest the siren see me once again and tempt me to her warm cold lonely breasts
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