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Red
In the back of the whip
Back, back in the strip
Passing, packing, mad grass in the glass
hitter.
He's a quitter choking o's-zoned out,
Pupils bigger than a quarter, black holes blown out. & the,
Daughter of an immigrant passed out in the,
Bedroom past two with a Malibu taste to her.
Fades of fangs on her neck, hip bones bruised with a purple shade on her back.
What i'm talking? Forceful, lustful mating in the 3rd degree, like a fire burning flesh.
With her panties on the floor,
Unconscious, non-sensed,
& the tan sheets dyed red.
Thinking he too, drank too, she assumed.
Made the move "Not yet"
Just a little bit after, master gripped her waist & misplaced her laughter.
With an "oh wait"
It's too late for the 14yr old to prevent.
A little more booze for the boost,
She drowned, for her first time, she frowned.
& I must say what a way to wake up & expect,
Prince Charming with his Love You like text.
Suspect to her dangered aspect
Made shift of her point of view, I bet
No school for the next 3 days
Concept misplaced,
Erased from the equation.
Phasing many others like her.
In the same blame game like her
Many made it to the light like her.
But a lotus, only blooms in the sunlight
Passing heavy waters overcoming monsters.
Ponder, in the heavy night.
Oh, what a heavy mind.
Let me intertwine, the magnitude assuming that only one world mourned for the wrong doing.
