Living in this garden, Of Evil. I, Goddess. In this place of Gods, Trying to take my soul away. Full of incognito groupies, Pretending to be Angels. Wrecked up, scared, Doing anything they needed. For Fame, fleeting, Fleeing. Knowing life imitates art. Goddess. I am emblazoned, A fiery beacon. You, Have what I need. God and I, We dont get along. So you, Give it to me, Slowly. Hands on my waist, Do it softly, Looking for hard. I dont really care, To know, What is good for me. Thats what is, Right with me. If this is Heaven, Its innocence, Long lost. You talk. Telling me, Life isnt that hard. Im living. Headed towards, The Devils lair. I smile... In this land of Monsters. Goddess A challenge, I make Him, Burn forevermore. So give it to me. All that I want, hard. You. -JH .................Dig
Posted on: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 16:49:29 +0000