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life 2 min read 513 views Mar 6, 2021

Beauties Only Sin Deep

she's like a bacterial infection
you need antibiotics to combat
the intentions to sicken you
to the point of hospitalization
she's a snake her venoms
poison got to cut her off
at the head make sure all feelings
go dead she's grimy she'll
line you up "JUMP" it's trap
nectars sweet  fruits corrupt
she'll do you a job rub you
the wrong way and call it
a massage look out the
window see something odd
like you're seeing a mirage
 she means you no good
by telling you this I mean you
no harm sounding the alarm
she's a reaper her heart is
cold don't give her your soul
her sex is a detrimental ritual 
before the bodies cold her
beds warm again actually 
she's done this to other men
put out the light kiss you
good night you'll wakeup
on the other side of your
mothers mourning fair warning
truth be told her heart is cold
no cap she'll tell you it's
a cake baking in the oven
she's a lie its a pie she'll pick up
the phone order Chinese
takeout extra Mongolian sauce
30 minutes or less them boys
jump out catch you wit those
pants down around the ankles
you won't hear a sound
she's thick in the waste
 paid in full on full clips you
won't resist those luscious lips
she say come over you can
crash no idea that smash will
be your last thumbing through
pages of a book looking for
a big fish to hook scale gut
file and cook she don't get tired
she's well rested she don't
lose no sleep up early on the
creep if you see her on the street
hustling keep your distance
she's a virus it's contagious
it's fatal she'll set you up
the f***** up part is she'll cry her
eyes out at your wake go
to the repass and eat your
aunty homemade lemon cake
she's beautiful but word be
born she a woman scorn

 

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mlowe5

Deep! Let not yourself be a weak virus overcome. Some viruses are "angels" in disguise and some are just "fools". Peace and Love, "PaPa" mlowe5.

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