Unbelievable, do you hear those lies?
The ones resonating off their eyes.
He doesn't love you, get over yourself.
Never has, never will, put that crush on the shelf.
Stop reaching for things that can't come true.
*Some people call me a tramp
Other's doff to the brown-eyed vamp.
I'm just an off-color lass in love.
I don't operate without names.
Numbers are for sex slaves.*
I can't help it though, and I'm not sorry.
You're the one who gets me best.
The diamond in the granite quarry.
My life martini needs some of your zest.
Damn, where have you been all my days?
**
>How cute to tell me you're real;
Sometimes I wonder if you get how I feel.
This lip gloss is my mark on you,
and any b***h should see it's true...
Don't lemme go just for a terminally hot rep.<x2>
**{x3 until fluorish}
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Morbida's Mysterious Feelings
Hi, I'm Morbida B. Weir. I got that name from the BEGoths figure series. Anyway, this is where I'll put down whatever I feel like each day. Depending on whether I'm in a crappy mood or not, I'll post my usually elusive feelings... So get reading!
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