life is a game of chess and so are our foes our enemies are granted to us they flock like vultures and crows i pray on their minds to my hearts content i play their emotions til their last nerve is speant my competitive nature is far too pricey my sexual talent is much more than spicey it would benifit you to claim your defeat this head bitch you only wish you could beat see its hard when you cant even find courage to stand all you do is follow this leader and i have the seal in my hand so you shouldnt push me to voice my command
Author's Notes/Comments:
i wrote this because of a group of girls growing obsession and addiction to me,who today were following me around as people typicaly do when im out and about.they usually stare,laugh,gossip and wait for the slightest oportunity to cause trouble towards me.this poem illistrates not only how iv learned to play them like an electric guitar but it also lets girls that may be doing these things to people that there are far more strategies that can be performed than just the simple old legal aproach that is if they mess up and try to harm somebody that knows what their doing self defence is one of the many things that start in the mind. with perfect love vivian77
